I really don’t. Can you move your foot please?”
“Come on, Sherry. Don’t be like that! I just want to talk. I miss ya, girly.” He paused and gave me the pout lip for some serious dramatic effect. “Let me in. I want to talk, please?”
“You’re drunk Matt and-”
“I’m not drunk!” he yelled, pounding his fist on the door jam. “Let me in! I just want to talk, that’s all. Don’t be a-.”
“Shh! You’re going to wake my neighbors. I’m not letting you in when you’re like this, just leave.”
“Sherry, baby, come on. You know you miss me. Nobody treats you like I do. We were good together weren’t we, girly?” He tried to grab my arm through the crack, almost falling in the process.
Why was he using that conniving voice on me instead of brute force? He must have been more drunk than I thought.
“We are not good together. You hit.”
“You bite,” he growled.
“You tried to force yourself on me.”
“You owed me after six months of dating!” he spouted and banged the doorjamb with his fist to drive home his point. “It’s not my fault I snapped when you went all Mike Tyson on me!”
“Five months of dating,” I corrected. “I didn’t draw blood anyway and no I didn’t owe you anything, especially not that.”
“Your not religious, Sherry, ok, you’re just a tease. You just wanted to toy with me and jerk me around just like you’re doing right now with this whole hard-to-get act.”
“Matt, if that’s true then why do you want to be with me? Hmm? If I’m such an evil tease then why? Leave and be rid of me!”
Once again I tried to shut the door, in vain.
“You still owe me. You know how many dinners I shelled out for? How many movies tickets I bought? I could’ve been out with tons of other girls, but I picked you. I don’t think I’m asking too much in return here.”
“I’m not a hooker, Matt! I don’t get paid or give payment as sex and I’m not a tease. I never led you on to think that’s what was going to happen. I chose to stay a virgin and I’m sure as heck not gonna give that up to someone like you! I deserve something better than that and you do too. You deserve someone who wants to put out every chance you get so leave and start your search for such a girl.”
My blood was boiling. If I knew I could’ve slammed the door on his foot and had it closed shut, excusing the pain I would cause him as a casualty of war, I would have done it. Instead I was stuck in a banter of stupid and drunk.
“I didn’t say you were a hooker, don’t be so dramatic. Just let me in. Please, girly, please...please?” he crooned and begged sweetly.
“No, Matt. Leave or I’ll call the police for real this time.”
“Go ahead! I’m sure Barney would love to watch this!”
Barney, the one standing in the picture beside Matt while he wore his ‘I’m With stupid’ t-shirt under his gown at their high school graduation. He was no better than Matt and somehow had managed to finagle himself onto the police force and they both used that to their advantage at every turn.
“Danny is here.”
I was reaching then, goose bumps running themselves down my arms, betraying me, making me shiver in front of him so he could see me afraid. Matt drunk was much more persistent than Matt not drunk. He wouldn’t leave on his own. Crap.
“Ha! I’m five years that boys senior and I’m bigger, not to mention better looking. Go ahead! Wake him up! Danny! Daaanny!”
“Idiot! Shh!”
“Hey! Watch it! Don’t talk to me like that. Do I need to break down the door, Sherry, or are you done playing games?”
Think quick. Think.
“Ok. Ok. You know what, Matt, you’re right I guess. I do kinda miss you too. I just didn’t want to say you were right. I’m sorry. Back up and I’ll open the chain.”
“You’re not tricking me are you?” He eyed me but I could see the relief on his face.
“Matt, you know I can’t lie. You said so yourself.”
“Alright, that’s my