chapter 21

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"You little piece of shit." She slapped me across the face.

She has some nerve.

"Bitch you tripping if you think I'm going to stand here and take your shit." I crossed my arms across my chest.

She pushed past me and stood in the middle of my apartment.

"What you did to him was not cool."

"What do you mean what I did to him? If I can recall he's the one that pushed me and I hit my head."

"Really? Don't play dumb with me."

"What are you talking about?"

"Saturday night's party."

"If I may remind you on Saturday I was in the hospital but sure tell me." I added sarcastically.

"There was a party at his frat and when I went there to see him he had blood splashed across his face and his-his dick had burns from candlewax."

As soon as she was done I burst into laughter. I was literally dying.

"Well why are you here. Am I some psychic?"

"This is not funny."

"Why don't you ask him? As a matter of fact you are way overdue your stay you have to leave."

"Whatever." She marched out and I slammed the door closed after her.

I knew who did this and we were going to have a little chat but maybe just not today.

I finished decorating my place and may I add if I did interior designing I'd be so far off in my life.

Adrian had hurt Brent for what he did to me. It was a very rare thing for someone to do something like that for me so maybe he was going to be something to me in the future.

Maybe.

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