(Jason POV)
I woke up to loud, angry pounding on my door. I looked over at the alarm clock and it read 6:15 a.m.. Whoever was knocking on my door at this hour had better have a damn good reason.
“Who is it?”
I heard the distinct and angry growl of my best friend. “Get the f--- up, Jason.”
“Aaron?” I called through the door. “What on earth? Is there an emergency?”
“Open this door now, Jason, or I’m going to break it down.”
“Dude, chill. I’ve got a girl in here.” I mind-linked him.
“You have three seconds.” Aaron shouted back. He wasn’t using the mind-link. He only doesn’t use the mind-link when his emotions are too high to control it. Whatever he is mad about, I knew it was going to be bad. “3….2….”
I scrambled out of bed and opened the door. I was immediately greeted by a punch to
