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"Bro let me the fuck go!" Jamie yelled still banging her fists on his back.
Chris shook his head, opening the door to the bathroom upstairs. Once he sat her down, he closed and locked the door before she could run out. Now keeping his back against the door, he watched as she clenched her fists visibly fuming in anger.
"I ain't lettin you out until you calm the fuck down."
"No, you're gonna let me out before I stab your ass too."
He laughed although nothing was funny. "Yeah aight, do what you gotta do."
"Oh, you think I'm bluffing?" She frowned.
"You heard me." He pulled out his phone to text O'Shea, letting him know where they were and where they were going to be until Jamie chilled out.
Meanwhile Jamie managed to creep up towards him, really preparing to attack him. But just as she swung her arm Chris caught her. He swiftly smacked the fork out of her hand, and pinned her against the door in under a second..
"You wanna try that shit again?" His jaws clenched tightly. She huffed loudly trying her hardest to free herself. She was unsuccessful, however. "I got shit to do today, I'm not about to spend all day in here witchu so chill. The fuck. Out."
"No one's fucking keeping you in here. You could've left!" Jamie glared. She was, in all reality, turned on by his aggressiveness but didn't dare let him see or know that.
They silently glared at each other for a few seconds... until Chris realized that she was right. He really could have left a few minutes ago. They didn't know each other from a can of paint and yet here he was trying to make sure that she was alright. If anything, he should be making sure if Sage was fine... no matter how wrong Sage was at the moment.
He was trying to be nice. Any random off the streets would've done the same thing had they witnessed that altercation.
"Maybe you should be fucking grateful I'm cooped up in here with your ass," he spat. "I'm tryna be nice."
"I don't give a fuck—no, matter of fact, fuck you too!" She finally managed to push him back. "You're lucky I haven't kicked your balls up your throat and out of your mouth for what you said to me last night, you disrespectful cunt!"
"It's not disrespectful if it's true!" Chris yelled back.
"Hijo de puta—" Jamie clenched her fists, blowing out a harsh breath. "I swear if I ever see you and Sage again, I'm gonna fucking kill you both." She snatched the door open. "Judgemental ass fucking, shrimpy dick weirdos," she mumbled as she walked out.
