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I don't care even a tiny bit about what he said because there is no way, no fucking way I'm going to give myself as easy as that, which I don't plan to give even a piece of me despite whatever I said about the agreement.

Instead of following his order, I go to my room, wanting some time alone in a familiar space. I want to get out of the house so bad but he's right there, standing in the kitchen that's in between the living area and the main entrance. There is zero chance of me going through that door without being put to my place as he always does.

He's being an ass because he fucking locked the door of my bedroom. Unfortunately, I don't have the key to my room, simply because I never needed it.

Both of us have been roaming around the house without boundaries because one; we've seen each other, two; we respect each other so we won't cross the invisible line between us, and three; we've known everything there is to know so there is no need to close the door to hide something.

But