Fun Disruptor

“Xavier!” Bella hissed, her voice shaking with frustration. “Why didn’t you lock the door?”

Xavier looked up, his relaxed expression turning to confusion.

“Why do you keep going on about it, Bella?”

“You’re such an idiot sometimes!” she snapped, crossing her arms tightly over her chest.

“We were—” She cut herself off, blushing harder. “We were having sex, and you left the door unlocked.”

Xavier’s jaw clenched. Her sharp tone sliced through the room, and he felt his anger start to rise.

“If I forgot to lock it,” he said coldly, “then why didn’t you lock it?”

Bella’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Are you serious right now? You expect me to be thinking about locking the door when you’re the one who’s supposed to handle stuff like that?”

Xavier stood up abruptly, temper flaring. “Oh, so now it’s all on me? You could’ve locked it just as easily. Why are you acting so helpless?”

“Because of you, I had to face that humiliating situation!” Bella shot back, her voice growing louder.

“You left the door open and gave Tina the chance to walk in on us! You’re so careless, and now I have to clean up after your mistake!”

Xavier’s blood boiled. His fists clenched at his sides as he glared at her.

“You and Tina are both a couple of brainless idiots. Letting either of you into my life was the real mistake.”

Bella’s face went pale with fury. She grabbed her gown from the chair, her movements jerky and aggressive.

“How dare you say that?” she yelled.

“You’re such a—”

“I think you should leave,” Xavier cut in, not letting her finish. Tina’s intrusion and Bella’s overreaction had ruined his mood, and he didn’t want to deal with anyone now.

“Xavier…” Bella started, completely thrown off. She had been expecting an apology, but instead, he was acting totally out of line.

“Leave!” he snapped, his voice cold. “If I’m always wrong, then maybe you should just walk out. Go ahead!”

Without another word, Bella stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. The sound echoed in the now-silent space. Xavier stood there for a moment, breathing heavily, his hands still clenched. The tension in the room was suffocating, and his anger hadn’t faded.

“Why can’t I ever just enjoy myself?” he muttered into the empty room. “Why does something always have to go wrong?”

He felt the weight of his frustration pressing down on him, clouding his mind. The night had been going perfectly, and now it was wrecked. His plans, his mood—everything was ruined.

Xavier let out a deep sigh, running his hands through his hair. His mind kept replaying Tina’s obnoxious interruption and Bella’s harsh words. He had wanted just one peaceful moment, but apparently, that was too much to ask.

With an annoyed grunt, he walked over to the door and locked it. The click of the lock felt final like it could shut out all the chaos.

“At least now,” he muttered bitterly, “no one’s going to barge in and screw things up.”

He threw himself onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. His thoughts churned, frustration twisting inside him like a knot he couldn’t untangle.

“But I’m not letting those psycho siblings get away with this,” he growled to himself.

Eventually, exhaustion set in, and he closed his eyes. But even as sleep pulled him under, the weight of his irritation clung to him, refusing to let him fully rest.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed. He had no interest in answering, but then he saw the number.....