Chris's POV
"Don't follow me," Erica screams as she slams my own bedroom door in my face.
I hear the lock click and fury rages through my body. How dare she walk away from me without trying to talk this out?
Jiggling the handle to my door I try to push the door open but she has it locked. "Erica," I scream through the door, "Let me in."
"No!" She screams back at me.
"If you think that a silly lock can keep me out of my own room you are sorely mistaken," I yell back through the door but there is no response.
Bracing my shoulder up against the door, I grab hold of the handle and twist so hard that the handle breaks off the door in my hand. The door swings open and Erica is staring at me with a shocked look on her face.
"You just broke the door." She says in
