Chapter 9

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She was nothing as to what I expected. She had short jet black hair. She wore grey tracksuits bottoms and it looked like she hasn't slept in days.
"Where were you! Who's this? Another one of your tramps? Well no surprise! She even looks like them."
As hurt as i was, i could smell the stench of alcohol from her breath. He glanced over at me while holding her back from, well, attacking me or anyone else that got in her way. I could see hatred in his eyes. Not something I've ever seen.
"Go. Get out. She's not like you. She's not a tramp. No one invited you here, so get out of I'll put you out myself."
Her head hang. I wasn't too sure as to where this was going.
"Well, that's awful, talking to your mother as if you didn't love her."
"I don't. Get out... now."
He grabbed her hand and after some struggle, pushed her out the doors and locked them. Suddenly banging started at the door. He strolled into the room with tears in his eyes. I rushed to him and embraced him in my arms.
"Im so sorry for everything she said..."
"Its fine. I don't care. I have you and as far as I'm concerned thats all that i need."
"I love you"
"I love you too"

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After the banging stopped, Jason went out to the shops. He said he needed some time alone. I slouched on the couch, watching Pretty Woman and devouring Ben&Jerrys ice cream. A text popped up on my screen.

Jason:
We're going out for dinner tonight, dress nice, love you xx
Me:
What time?x
Jason:
7, I'll collect you babe, talk later xx

I knew this was some sort of apology. 5:45pm. Ugh, I knew I couldn't sit here for any longer. Sighing, i carried myself up to my room to begin getting ready.

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