Chapter 39

“What the hell? Did you really just ask that?”

“Can you blame me? I mean, how can you go from him to me? I can’t possibly give you what you need if he’s what you are used to.”

Peter got out of the bed, naked body and all, and started gathering up my clothes. When he was done, he quickly threw them at me.

“You need to go. You need to go now.”

I got up and started putting on my clothes. “I need answers first.”

“You’re insane,” Peter screamed. “I should have seen that something was off about you. Now I know that you’re just another insecure jerk who can’t get past their own shortcomings.”

“So, you admit I have a small dick?”

That bit must have been the last straw, ‘cause Peter began to push me towards the door. I had yet to put on my shirt, but luckily my pants were on. Once I was out, he slammed the door on my face. I stood there for a moment, wondering if I should try and make things right. But before I could knock, the door swung open.