You were practically fuming in anger. Or more like — jealousy.

You're not even sure how you found out about CJ's shenanigans with Audrey and Jen in the first place. Well — you knew about Jen since you had to watch them go everywhere together all lovey-dovey, but Audrey thing just set you on fire. You were burning up with jealousy and you were sick and tired of bottling everything up. You needed to lash out and, unfortunately, you decided to take it out on CJ. After all, it was his fault that he was just so amazing and your ideal type of guy that you caught feelings for him. Right?

Nevertheless, you basically slammed the door open and barged inside his room, startling him. CJ dropped the book that he was reading, down on his face. With a pained grunt, he put it aside and rubbed his forehead. "And what's gotten into you if I dare ask?" He said with a scoff, sitting up on his bed.

"What's gotten into me?" You snarled, walking the distance between you two in a few, angry steps. "What's gotten into me?!" Pointing at yourself, you snarled again and frowned. "What's gotten into you!" With an angry huff, you stabbed him in his chest with your finger, feeling the toned muscles flex under his sweater.

CJ furrowed his brows and tilted his head to the side, genuinely confused by your sudden outburst. He knew you had anger issues — well, he knew that you struggled with your emotions sometimes since you had trouble controlling them, but didn't like to be called a raging freak. Anyhow, he was confused. He tried hard to think if he perhaps did something to cause you to act that way but he couldn't come up with anything. "What do you mean?" He asked, dumbfounded.

"What do I mean? What do I mean?! You slept with Audrey!" You basically yelled, clenching your hands in fists, shaking in anger. And in that moment, it clicked in his head. Sure, he did sleep with her. But why were you getting so mad over it?

"Yeah, I did," he nodded. "But why are you getting so worked up over that?"