"Before my mom would ever lay a finger on me, she'd take you sleazebag, who was trying to take advantage of her daughter down! Let go of me!" Karen was genuinely struggling now, putting every ounce of fight she had into her efforts.
They were right on her doorstep; if her folks saw this, she didn't even want to think about the consequences.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWatching her thrash about with hands and feet, Jeffrey was caught off guard by her strength; he had to be careful not to use too much force himself, fearing he might actually hurt the poor nutcase.
Finally, Karen managed to yank her hand back and, in the next second, took off running in the opposite direction of her house! She knew Jeffrey would give chase, but at least she'd put some distance between them and her parents’ prying eyes.
She'd hoped to make it out of the neighborhood, but Jeffrey grabbed her by the scruff of her neck after only sprinting past two houses.
"Karen, come on now. I'm at least 20 cm taller than you. Did you really think those little legs could outrun me?" Jeffrey teased as he cornered her at the entrance of the building, barely breaking a sweat. Meanwhile, Karen was panting like she'd just run a marathon.
Please, she was the epitome of a homebody who never exercised. When she was suddenly sprinting for her life — it was exhausting! "Are you okay?" Jeffrey asked, patting her back out of concern upon seeing her pant so heavily.
Karen swatted his hand away, "Don't touch me! Just spit it out, what do you want? If it's about me cussing you out before and you're upset, here, I'm bowing and apologizing and expressing my sincerest regrets. Happy now? Just go!" "I've been clear; | want you to be responsible for me!" "You've got to be kidding me—" Karen was on the verge of losing it, "Jeffrey, count on your fingers. How many women have you been with? Don't you think that's a bit cheeky by talking about responsibilities?" Jeffrey had no intention of counting, mainly because ten fingers wouldn't be enough for him to count.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"That's all in the past. From now on, | won't be with anyone else, just you. Isn't that enough?" "Get lost!" Karen was so close to spitting in his face, "You're insufferable. Don't make me call Dorothy!" "Hey, no need for that!" Jeffrey quickly stepped in to prevent her from grabbing her phone, "Look at how sincere | am. I've been waiting outside your parents’ place since last night, sleeping in my car and all!" He'd driven home the previous night. He tossed and turned in bed so he ended up coming along.
But this time, it wasn't about his need for women.
Well, it was about a woman, not one to satisfy carnal needs, but one whose face kept haunting him.
Karen wasn't exactly a knockout beauty. She had pretty average features and was not so tall, but her fair-skin with a hint of baby fat made her look like a freshly baked biscuit.
Yet, her expressions were so vivid. Every emotion could reach her eyes with clarity! Like right now, how adorably thorough her eye-rolling was! "All this just to tell me, you want me to take responsibility?" "Exactly!" "Fine then, let me tell you that | never take responsibility for the men | sleep with. Happy? Now you can get lost!" Karen had seen enough; this guy didn't respond to soft or hard tactics so she had to confront him head-on! "That won't do. You initiated this, but | get to say when it's over. Otherwise, wouldn't you be getting all the benefits?" Karen frowned.
Jeffrey tilted his head back, not waiting for her consent, "I declare, as of this moment, I'm your boyfriend!" Karen clenched her teeth so hard they made a grinding noise, her brain whirring at full speed, then suddenly, she smiled, "Okay! You started this, right? Well, | now declare, as of this moment, we're broken up!"