"Get out of my house!"

"No, I'm not on the pill, you jackass!" you scream, getting in his face now. "And what right would that give you to fuck me without my consent?"

"Oh, come the fuck on!" Alex screams back, starting to stand. "You were practically begging for it!"

"Get the fuck out of my house, you fucking ****!"

You see something snap in Alex, his face reddening with pure anger. He's now walking into you, backing you toward a wall. The cum on his chest and belly are sticking lightly to your sweatshirt as he presses forward. "Your house?! YOUR house?! I didn't even fucking know you before today; John has literally NEVER said a word about you! You come in here and claim it's YOUR house?! I've known John since we were 8! This is closer to being MY house than it ever will be to being YOURS!" You're starting to become scared from Alex's actions.