It was true that Jack and I were a couple, I was happy.
I pulled him into another kiss, but this time, more passionate and longer.
"What are you doing?!" I heard someone shout from the doorway.
"He's MY boyfriend!" She yelled, pointing her thumb towards her.
"He asked ME out first!" She shouted even louder.
Chantelle walked up to me, and put her hands around my neck, and squeezed.
Hard.
"Cha-" I grabbed her hands, trying to pry them free from my neck.
Chantelle took one hand off my neck, which gave me a little air.
She used that hand to try and slap me, but Jack stepped in front of her.
She hit Jack.
"Jack, what have I done?!" She cried, releasing her hand from my neck, and running into my bathroom.
I dropped to the floor, coughing and gasping.
Jack helped me off the floor.
"Get some clothes, and lets go!" Jack said.
I ran to my closet, and grabbed a duffel bag I had stuffed with clothes, just in case.
I grabbed my laptop, and my phone charger.
I ran down the stairs with Jack, and out my apartment door.
Jack and I ran into his apartment, and he locked door behind us.
"Are you okay?" Jack asked, helping me to the couch.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I chocked out some words.
Jack looked at my neck, and then touched it.
It hurt.
"That looks bad, you need to go to a hospital." Jack said.
"No, I am not setting one foot outside of this apartment." I said in a raspy voice.
Jack looked at the rest of my neck.
"Just get some rest. I don't wanna risk you getting hurt anymore." Jack kissed me on the cheek.
"I'm going to go get a snack for you."