Love Like Fire

‘’So what is that suppose to mean Tyra?! You don’t want me here anymore?!’’ Bret slammed his luggage down hard on the bed. His massive voice echoed off the walls of the small dorm. Tyra shrieked in a corner as Bret lashed out angrily .

‘’It means I just can’t do this anymore Bret.’’ She whispered, desperately trying to find her voice. Bret glared at her, his nostrils flared.

‘’Can’t do what?!...us? You leaving me because of some wack shit you heard from your slut friends? You giving up on us?!’’

‘’Bret what am I suppose to believe? You’re never around, you always smell like Channel, you had lip stick on your jersey!’’

Bret raised his fist and then suddenly dropped his arm back to his side. He pointed accusingly at Tyra. ‘’I tried to be there for you, but you don’t deserve me. I tried putting out for you, but you wouldn’t put out for me. You want me to get out?’’ He asked, teeth clenched.

Tyra nodded. ‘’Please.’’

‘’FINE TYRA…I’M GONE!!!’’ He shouted. Just then the dorm door flew open. Jason stood frozen in the doorway, fury in his eyes. He glanced over at Tyra and then back at Bret.

‘’You okay Ty?’’ he asked her. Tyra nodded, but she could feel her heart pounding out of control. Jason was still in his pajamas; his hair was untidy and sprawled all over his head. Bret’s screaming must have woken him. Bret screaming probably had awoken everybody in the dorm apartment.

‘’What the hell you want shrimp?’’ Bret asked Jason. Jason took a step forward.

‘’I heard yelling and was coming over to check and make sure everything was okay.’’ He said. Bret smirked.

‘’Don’t worry shrimp…I didn’t hit her.’’ Bret looked over at Tyra and smiled. ‘’I’d never hit her while people were around.’’

‘’Well if you value your life you wouldn’t hit her at all.’’ Jason threatened. Bret looked back over at Jason and honked a laugh.

‘’You think you can threaten me shrimp. Compared to me…you’re just another bitch I can slap around.’’

Bret had wide shoulders, stood 6’5, and had muscles like a bull. His blonde hair was cropped short and hung just above his eyes. Jason was smaller and only stood about 6’1. His hair was black and hung down to his ears.

‘’Try to make me your bitch and see what happens!’’ Jason warned.

‘’Hey Jason, everything okay?’’ Randy, Jason closet friend, stepped into the doorway. Randy was much larger than Jason. He was nearly Bret’s size and had wavy, red hair. Randy looked over at Tyra and back at Bret.

‘’What’s up Bret?’’ He greeted, noticing the tension in the room. Bret grabbed his suit case and walked over to Jason. He stood directly in front of Jason, inches from his face.

‘’This anit over shrimp?’’ He whispered to him. Then he turned back and glared at Tyra. ‘’I’ll be seeing you around baby.’’ He blew her a kiss. She whimpered a low cry, he smiled in delight.

Then he pushed pass Jason and Randy and made a hasty exit through the back door of the complex. Jason rushed over to Tyra. Tyra fell limp in his arms. ‘’You okay Ty?’’ He asked. She nodded weakly.

‘’I’m just tired.’’ She allowed Jason to lift her and lay her back in bed.

‘’I could stay if you want?’’ He offered. Tyra shook her head.

‘’I’d like to be alone tonight. Thank you for coming to my rescue.’’ She said, managing a smile.

‘’Hey what about me?’’ Randy hooted from the doorway.

‘’Thank you too Randy.’’ She said smiling. Jason tucked her in and sighed deeply.

‘’Then I guess I’ll see tomorrow in class.’’ He said. Tyra nodded, but didn’t say anything back. Her body was exhausted and within seconds she was fast asleep.