for the first time in weeks, myra felt alive again. her friends had forced out of the comfort of her bedroom and she couldn't be more grateful. with alcohol running through her veins, she'd even allowed a stranger to approach her. they had chatted all evening, ingnoring river's presence the best way she knew how. allowing the other male to lead her upstairs, her mind determined to forget about the male that had both stolen and broken her heart. what happened next happened fast, way too fast for her to mind to register it. she stood frozen on the landing, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched his stormy reaction unfold. words sliced through the air, sharp and accusing. " - river," the blonde struggled to find her voice, tears welling up in her gaze as words catch in her throat. " what the fuck are you doing ? " yanking her arm from his grasp, she shakes her head in pure disbelief. " who he is none of your business, what the hell is wrong with you ? who do you think you are ? " 

             it's  only  now  that  river  realizes  he  had  reacted  purely  on  impulse.  he  has  no  real  explanation  for  crossing  a  line  this  glaringly  large,  not  even  drunkenness.  admittedly,  he  was  pretty  sober.  "  that  fucking  loser?  seriously,  that's  the  best  you  can  do?  "  deflection  was  easier  than  facing  the  truth;  that  he  was  overcome  with  a  jealousy  so  powerful  it  that  nearly  boiled  him  alive,  so  river  trudged  on  in  his  barrage.  "  i  was  saving  you  from  a  night  of  disappointment,  "  the  argument  is  paper  thin,  but  he's  diligent  in  conveying  an  air  of  pure  revulsion.  eyes  flicker  to  the  man  in  question,  filled  with  a  sick  satisfaction  when  he  watches  the  stranger  disappear  out  the  front  door.  "  you're  welcome,  by  the  way.  "