Chapter 45. We Will Be Waiting

Chris’s POV

“Don’t follow me,” Erica screams as she slams my own bedroom door in my face.

I hear the lock click and fury rages through my body. How dare she walk away from me without trying to talk this out?

Jiggling the handle to my door I try to push the door open but she has it locked. “Erica,” I scream through the door, “Let me in.”

“No!” She screams back at me.

“If you think that a silly lock can keep me out of my own room you are sorely mistaken,” I yell back through the door but there is no response.

Bracing my shoulder up against the door, I grab hold of the handle and twist so hard that the handle breaks off the door in my hand. The door swings open and Erica is staring at me with a shocked look on her face.

“You just broke the door.” She says in shock.

“I told you to let me in,” I growl back at her. “I am not finished talking to you.”

Erica growls in my direction and her blue eyes are swirling to black. “I have n