Say I love you

03

- Could you turn the volume down? I'd like to take this opportunity to inform you that you have neighbors, and it wouldn't hurt for you to stop bothering us, especially me, since I live right next door to you and my room happens to be across from yours.- Hmm... Let me think," he mumbles, resting his index finger on his chin in deep thought. No, I don't feel like it," he declares arrogantly.He prepares to close the door, but I stop him by holding the door firmly, preventing its imminent closure:- Dial 911 for me, Anna. I'm sure the authorities would be interested in an 18-year-old underage drinker having a party here," I retort in a determined tone.He arches his eyebrows, emerging from his home like a king from his castle, to stand directly in front of me. His imposing presence creates an icy atmosphere, but he seems unaffected as he leans slightly in my direction, smiling confidently.- I don't know what you've been smoking to come knocking on my door and threaten me, but I strongly advise you to get the hell out of here," he declares icily, accentuating his arrogance with an air of superiority.- And if I don't? What else? You're going to force me out?" I retort, defying his authority.A mocking laugh escaped his lips, his piercing gaze never leaving mine, as if he were reading me like an open book.- No, Princess, I have no intention of chasing you away.He strides towards me again, crossing his muscular arms against his chest with disconcerting casualness, his elegant silhouette exuding an aura of undeniable superiority. The tension between us was palpable, charged with coldness and ready to explode at any moment.- I had a problem with my Internet connection, and guess what? I broke into your system to connect to your wifi network, can you imagine what I found? Jordanlebg... I have to tell you that at first I wasn't interested, because it couldn't possibly concern the Jordan I know. However, curiosity got the better of reason and I got into your system... If you must know, I think it would please the cop more to know that there's a deranged person here who's having fun playing FBI by stalking my friend.My heart misses a beat, throbbing with unprecedented intensity, as if it has wormed its way deep into the recesses of my being. It seems to have explored every nook and cranny of my system, uncovering Jordan's photos and videos carefully hidden in the intricacies of my computer.I feel my body trembling, overwhelmed by a wave of contradictory emotions. My cheeks flush bright pink, betraying my embarrassment and surprise. For an instant that seems to last an eternity, I remain silent, unable to avert my gaze from his, desperately seeking an explanation for this unexpected intrusion.- I-It's illegal to do that," I finally articulate, overwhelmed by the situation. My thoughts whirl around in my head, looking for a way out of this unexpected confrontation.- Let me be clear: I'm not interested in how you feel about Jordan. My intentions are pure and I have no desire to harm you. Therefore, I suggest you go home. Even if my music disturbs you, as you claim, well, you'll just have to deal with it! My space, my rules.When he finishes his words, knowing full well that he's won the battle, he returns to his house, taking care to slam the door firmly behind him. The sound echoes in the heavy silence that had already settled between us.- "Can you tell me why your brother is friends with that bastard again?" I blurted out, my fists clenched tightly, my eyes filled with anger and incomprehension.The question hangs in the air, floating between us like a dark cloud ready to burst at any moment. Emotions collide, giving way to a heavy silence, broken only by my short breath of frustration.