Pt 15

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Dominics pov*

Dominic's pov*

I come back from the bathroom and see Jane had grabbed all her things, "hey you're leaving already?"  As I make my way in she walks out the room not saying a word.

I note that her energy was not the same prior to when I had went in the bathroom,

"Jane what the fuck?" Still, nothing

I run to my phone noticing it was on. 

oh shit.

reading the screen-
fuck.

I slide my air forces back on and chase her out the house. I finally catch up to Jane as she puts her belonging in the car, "Jan-" I run up to her grabbing her hand

"Dominic please don't" she speaks in a soft tone, removing her hand aggressively from mine, enough to aggravate me even more.  She gets in the car, she drives away and all I could feel is hate. Hate for what had just happened, hate for the situation I'm in..

I get into my own car.
"FUCK."

My voice was probably to be heard from outside my car. There's not way she'd forgive me. I put my hands over my face in frustration banging my head to my seat, squeak by squeak of the leather in the car. I couldn't even forgive myself. what the fuck can I do.

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