Iris:
Extremely reluctantly, after giving myself a prep talk that if I did not go and follow him into the bathroom to have this conversation, he would keep causing trouble, I went after him.
I needed to hear whether he had any explanation for his behavior, or if he was going to tell me that he would behave the next time we had lunch together with my family.
Because if he was not going to apologize for his behavior at dinner to my father, we were pretty much done.
I was not going to invite them over to embarrass them again.
As soon as I entered the bathroom, I found him standing under the shower in his clothes, with the water running.
"What the fuck is that?" I complained, reaching for the water to turn it off, when he suddenly grabbed my hand, pulled me under the shower with him, and slammed me against the wall.
"What the fuck?" I protested, unable to finish the sentence as the water ran into my mouth.
