Jesus Steve don’t treat me like one of your bimbos.”
You decide that desperate measures are called for.
“Ok I didn’t want to do this but you aren’t giving me much choice.” You say removing his hand from your thigh.
“Remember six months back when Lisa dumped you...”
“Hey I dumped her skank ass.”
“Sure, ok whatever… and you got so wasted I had to stay on the roof all night with you until you calmed down and when I finally got into bed you said I was the only real friend you had ever had. How do I know that and not know you. How can I Know ALL THAT and not BE ME!”
“Oh my god. That is unbelievable…" Steve says a stunned look on his face.
“I know crazy right? You say but before you can continue Steve interupts.
“He swore he’d never tell anyone. That complete and utter tool. OK funs over sweetheart, get your things and get out.”
You realise your mistake as he gets up looming over you, seems you touched a nerve. He’s angry now pacing around the small cluttered room in a way that makes you acutely aware of how much larger he is than you now.
“Go on get out!” He yells throwing a pair of old sweat pants at you.
“Please listen to me.” You try to reason with him one last time but it’s no good he grabs you by the arm and bundles you out the door along the hall down the stair to dump you half naked in the street before slamming the front door behind him.
Hurriedly you pull on the pants, baggy and sweat stained as they are it’s better than getting arrested for indecent expose. Still clutching the cursed DVD you ignor the stares of passers-by you gather what’s left of your dignity you try and think what to do next.