"Please, if both of you want to argue, take it somewhere quiet. I don't want to see his ugly face." Kimberly was staring at Caspian with a hint of menace in her voice.
"You little piece of s**t. If it weren't for you, Katherine and I wouldn't be having this fight," he growled as he stared her down.
Before my Kim decided to jump on him and try to claw his face, I pulled Caspian into the safety of my room.
I shut the door behind me and looked up at him. He was gazing down at me with a hurt look on his face.
"Why did you come here," I asked, hoping to cut his visit short.
"You are angry," he stated.
No s**t, Sherlock.
"You didn't let me explain what I meant when I said you weren't my girlfriend," he continued.
I stayed silent.
"I meant we weren't official yet. We obviously have som
