"Come here, Sky. I'm going to split your head into two," I told him the moment I came out of my room. The guys were in a panic and my eyes saw how Sky's face paled in horror.
I no longer care who he is or if I'm going to be in trouble for what I am about to do.
The fact that he touched my chest makes me lose my shit and if I wasn't fuming in anger right now, I might go locked myself in my room and cry. I know it was an accident and I know he wouldn't do it intentionally. But it's my body and it's normal for a human being to uncomfortable if touched unwantedly, whether due to accident or any other circumstance.