77 - Leaving

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STEF POV

"I will fucking knock that fucking ass door down and rip every strand of her hair out of her FUCKING head!! DO YOU GET THAT?! HUH?! CUZ I WILL!" I yell as Tess has come back into her and Callie's room where I was, shutting the door behind her.

I was so fucking ass pissed, so god damn ass pissed off that that cunt like always had gotten in my face spewing a whole bunch of fucking shit to me and about me! Not to mention she got my girl Callie upset AGAIN, and I just was NOT having that shit, and Lena was lucky I didn't get a chance to knock all her fucking ass teeth out! She really was, for I was in the middle of fighting her ass and had to be pulled off like I was a weak bitch which I'm not.

"What the fuck is her issue with me? HUH?! What the fuck did I ever do to her?" I yell again trying to move past Tess as she gently grabs my hand.

"Don't. It's not worth it, Stef. Lena's stressed. AND she Warbucks' top girl. You gotta pick your battles with her, Stef. I just...not tonight. You're both mad."

"The hell it isn't, Tess. Oh believe me how worth it, it would be! I mean look how upset Callie is! AGAIN! This is the third fucking time TESS! That's what pisses me off even more. You let me whip Olive's ass! Why not HERS??? HUH! What's the fucking difference Tess because I'm just trying to protect my girl!" I yell as Callie is still sniffling on the bed and I walk over to her and kneel down in front of her.

"Baby, please don't cry. Don't, sweetheart. I can't fucking stand to see you hurt. I'm okay. I really am. She didn't hurt me, she just pissed me the fuck off." I soothe as she hiccups.

"It's just...the crap she said about you, Stef. It makes me so angry. And I don't get angry like this. I don't. But I'm upset because she doesn't get you like I do, and what all you mean to me. You mean like the world to me, and you would never ruin my dreams. You make me go for them, and you encourage me and you know things about me that no one does. So when I hear someone call you all these nasty things no matter who it is, I want to fight them myself. And I don't care about her not believing me about Olive, I care about you." Callie says sadly as she wipes her eyes and I gently take her hand in mine rubbing it.

"No. No way, because if that cunt lays a finger on you, she's dead. ANYONE who lays a finger on you, honey, is dead. I don't give a fuck what she says about me, and I don't fucking care. I care about you, and I don't want you around her. I don't, baby, and I know this is your place and you feel an allegiance to it and that's the only reason I come here. To be with you. That's all." I say as Callie cups my cheek and rubs my face as she sniffles and smiles at me. "Come to my place, babe. Even if it's just for a night or two, come home with me."

"Okay. I will. Because if I don't I might kill Lena myself." She laughs as I smile at her and grab her hand kissing it. "But I still have to work with her. I have no choice right now, baby."

"That's my girl. And I get it, but don't let her upset you. And Tess, you know you're welcome too. You don't gotta stay and deal with that shit. Come stay with us and live your life, baby. Cuz I mean I get it but she ain't your friend." I say as Tess looks as if she is contemplating and I know she is and has been in terms of her friendship with Lena we hear a small knock at the door and a little voice.

"It's me...Lucy." We hear as I nod my head and Tess opens the door as Lucy walks in and closes it behind her. "Sorry to bother you guys but are you okay, Stef?"

"Yeah love, I'm okay. Not my first fight, babe." I smile and take a seat on the bed pulling Callie to sit between my legs . "We are gonna head to my place in the village. Wanna pack your shit and come? I know your brother is giving you hell out there."

"He hasn't even said anything to me yet but I know it's coming. He's just like Papa. Doesn't get it." She takes a seat beside me as I watch Tess grab a bag and put a few things in. "It's frustrating. I am 18. I'm not some stupid child that he seems to think I am. I can make up my own mind and do what I want. I'm not dumb." I run my fingers through her long, dark hair now as she turns to look at me and I can see she is rather upset as well, and I was trying to calm everyone down even if I as fucking fuming still.

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