A knock on my locked bedroom door pulls me from my thoughts.
“Go away,” I say just loud enough for whoever it is to hear me.
“Open the door,” Gabriel’s voice says from the other side.
“No.”
“Open the door or I’m kicking it in.”
I cross my arms defiantly even though he can’t see me. “Feel free,” I say. “I’m sure you’re going to do whatever you want to anyways.”
A full second doesn’t pass before the door splinters and his body is right in front of me. I gasp. “You broke the door!”
“I said I would,” he says angrily, glaring at me.
I roll my eyes, “Whatever, it’s your house.”
“I’m not doing this,” he says.
“Doing what?”
“Whatever this little grab for attention is,” he waves a dismissive hand toward me.
I’m caught somewhere between hurt and furious. “Yes, Gabriel, you’re so rig
