The Moon Goddess

Jack trying to turn the door knob again, but I wouldn’t open the door for him. I stayed, frozen in my spot. Praying that if there was a god, he was going to help me right now.
“I told you to get out here you little tramp. You think you can carry on with my friends and then not let me in on any of that action. Get the fuck out here now.” Jack yelled.
“I didn’t let your friend do anything.” I yelled back.
“Bullshit. He told me everything. I only told Marilyn the highlights.”
“He grabbed my ass and I hit him. Just fuck off and leave me alone.” I yelled.
“You are a little tramp. And you know how we treat little tramps around here.” He yelled through the door. He was bashing on the door so much that I was sure it was going to break at any second. I didn’t know what the hell I was going to do if he got in. I was completely boxed in here.
If he managed to kick down the door, I was done for. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to get away from him.
But just as luck would have it, I heard the front door slam again.
“What the hell is going on up here?” Marilyn yelled, coming up the stairs.
“What are you doing home?” Jack asked, as calmly as he could in this situation.
“I got half way to work and forgot my cell

well.
“We’re blaming you for that.” Tristan said.
“Yeah. That’s fair.” I said. Not blaming them because it was kind of my fault that we ended up on the floor.