Your POV
Jonathan wasn't expecting Sock back. He OBVIOUSLY wasn't expecting a bitch slap as soon as he opened the door.
Sock gasped "(YN)!!!" You regretted nothing.
"Dafuk?" Jonathan placed a hand on his now bruised cheek.
"Listen here you little piece of shit! You should be thankful Sock made me promise not to kill you!"
Jonathan just stared at you, still shocked about your reaction.
"Jonathan? What's going on out there?" A blond girl poked her head from behind him. You shot her a glare. She retreated.
"Who-" "You know DAMN well who, Combs!" you snapped. Jonathan looked over at Sock, his eyes widening. "Sock?" Sock didn't reply. He started trembling. He was scared. You knew this.
You placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay. I won't let him hurt you again." Sock took a deep breath.
"I'm here to get my stuff, Jonathan. I'm moving to (YN)'s place."
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