Holden Caulfield x Stradlater

Jealousy

Holden walked up the steps to his dorm room smoking a hand rolled cigarette in his left hand. And In his right hand he was fiddling with a vintage lighter he stole from nearby drug store down the road. His eyes crossed to a girl standing down the hall a few doors down. It wasn't often for Holden to see beautiful girls on this floor. Let alone... Any girl. She was wearing short white skirt. Along with a set of gorgeous black heals that had to be designer. Her lips were as red as blood and roses. And her hair was curled tightly to her head.

Holden watched from afar admiring the beautiful view. If you would've seen this girl you might've thought that she was some sort of escort...but Holden didn't care. Holden didn't care about anything in that moment at all. He just knew she was a one of a kind beauty.

"That's it... I'm goin in." Holden mumbled to himself throwing his cigarette on the floor not caring if it would burn the dark washed wood floors. Suddenly Holden stopped in his tracks. A tall man...not much taller than him ran up to the curly haired floozy and placed a gentle kiss on those beautiful red lips of hers. "Typical.. a boyfriend." Holden muttered to himself taking a few steps back.

He stood and watched the perfect couple for three or so minutes... but to Holden it seemed like an hour. He watched the girls boyfriend place his hands all over her. All of her waist, her arms, her chest. He kissed her pationitley slamming her against the wall. This was everything. Everything Holden wanted. Holden could feel himself almost getting aroused simply from watching this happy couple from afar. He couldn't help but think If that were him in the situation. Holden wanted to get laid more than anything... and just seeing this started to make his imagination wonder.

The blonde beauty noticed Holden watching her and her boyfriend from afar. "Hey!" She yelled in Holden's direction. She most definitely saw Holden watching their private but yet so public affair.

"That's my que." Holden said quietly to himself. Holden shuffled away and started to walk towards his dorm room at Pencey Prep. His door seemed to be locked which was not a common occurrence."That's odd... I guess Stradlater's class ran late..."Holden said quietly jiggling his keys out of his pocket to unlock the rusted door. Holden opened the door and quick to his surprise he saw Stradlater. But not only Stradlater... no. On his lap there was a pretty brunette girl. It was a girl from one of there classes. They were obviously making out. You could tell because Stradlater had red lipstick smeared all over his face, neck.. and god knows what other places.

Stradlater's shirt was thrown on the floor along with the girls blouse and his belt.

"Holden! I-I wasn't expecting you to be back so soon. You of course know Lilly from our Literature class." Stradlater said placing a hand on the pretty girls thigh. Just that action alone was enough to make Holden cringe internally and physically. "Get out." Holden demanded. The girl jumped off of Stradlater's lap as as Stradlater stood in anger. "What did you just say?" Stradlater questioned taking a step closer to Holden.

Holden didn't look afraid. He just looked annoyed."You heard me. No more games. Get out." You could see Holden escalating with anger. "You don't make the rules here Holden." You could see Stradlater starting to build up with anger as well. Holden took a step closer to Stradlater this time boiling with anger much more than before. He looked up at the taller man. Even though Stradlater was only an inch or two taller than him. "Get out!" Holden yelled it this time.

The girl looked scared. She quickly grabbed her top off of the ground and ran out of the dorm room in the matter of seconds. Holden was quick with anger most of the time. Nothing Stradlater wasn't used too. Stradlater tried to chase after the girl but it was to late. She was probably half way to her dorm room by now.

"God damnit Holden. What the hell was that for!?" Stradlater exclaimed slamming the door to their dorm room shut, causing a cloud of dust to fall from the door frame. "I've told you countless of times. Keep the touchy feely stuff for when I'm not here." Holden said frustrated throwing his bag down on the floor, and started to light a cigarette. Holden obviously did this to annoy  Stradlater. Stradlater hated it when Holden would smoke near him. Just the smell of a cigarette could make Stradlater sick to his stomach.

Stradlater's anger turned to a smile.. and shortly after that, a laugh. "What the hell are you laughing at?" Holden scoffed. "You. You're always so jealous, aren't you? Every time I even lay a finger on a girl you shed jealousy. You just wish so badly to get laid by a hot girl your jealous that I get girls everyday!Sorry I get all the action.. it's not easy being this attractive." Stradlater said taking Holden's cigarette out of his mouth and crushing it in a nearby ash try Holden stole from a nearby antique store.

"Me? Jealous? Absolutely Not.. and I'm way more attractive than you.. you "sexy bastard." Holden said sarcastically. "At least I have a lot more going for me than you. The ladies are all over me believe
It or not." Holden huffed now fuming. His face turned as bright red as a cherry tomato. Stradlater rolled his eyes. Holden's sarcasm would always make his blood boil. Holden took a step closer to Stradlater, lit another cigarette, and blew the smelly cigarette smoke in Stradlater's perfectly handsome face.

This was enough to make Stradlater's face turn red of frustration and annoyance. Stradlater took his hands out his pockets and punched Holden in his right eye. Holden stumbled a few feet back inferiated with Stradlater's brave actions.  Holden was about to punch him back before you knew it Holden for once did not want to fight anymore. This wasn't the first time there's been a physical altercation with Stradlater... but god did it boil Holden's blood that this happened more than once. Holden held his eye and stood up and looked at Stradlater. "Let's get one thing straight "Mr Perfect" I'm not and will never be jealous of you."

This was obviously a lie. Stradlater was "Mr. Perfect" in Holden's eyes. Stradlater could get any girl he wanted. He was so tall dark in handsome.. he swears even guys have swooned over Stradlater's looks and charms. God. He was just perfect. Holden went to lay on his bed.. taking off his red hat and throwing it on the floor with pure frustration in his eyes. He knew tonight was going to be a long night.