𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬

11- Kicked Out

Welcome to chapter 11 I hope you enjoy!
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I run out of the dining room and see Spencer's face fix into a frightened one. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY DAUGHTER!?" I grab his throat and raise him. "I-I didn't-" Spencer begins to struggle to breathe. Stupid mother fucker. "Phoenix wait!" I hear Mr.Emerson behind me, "Why should I wait!? He slapped my fucking daughter!" I glare at him. "I understand but there's a better way to handle this." Mr.Emerson grabs my arm. "Get off of me! I'm going to kill this idiot!" I say Incensed.

My mom pulls me back and I stomp my foot. "Ugh mom! Can't you see what he did to Irene!?" I frown. "I understand Phoenix but he's right. We can talk about this." My mom rubs my back. Tch.
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"Bye Phoenix. Son please don't do anything you'll regret later." My mom hugs me. I don't hug her back but before leaving I speak, "Bye I love you too." I slam the door closed. I got in the other car and notice the other car is missing. Elliot must have taken Irene home.

Mr.Emerson starts driving the car and the car drive was silent. It was tension that not even an expert could explain. Once we arrived at the house it was late.
You could say about 12. We all get out while I watch Spencer trudge slowly, he knows he's isn't going to see the light of day after this.

We walk inside and we are greeted with the most infuriated Elliot I've ever seen. I've seen him angry but never like this. Not even lying here but honestly, I'm a bit scared.

And when I say that I think I speak for everyone.

"Elliott.." Mr.Emerson walks towards him. "Where. the. fuck. is. Spencer?" Elliott glares. "We all need to talk about this." Mr.Emerson said, trying to keep the peace before it's a shoot-out in here.
"Hell no! You're always defending him! He slapped Irene! What part don't you get?" Elliott complains with clenched fists.

"Why are you always defending Irene then!? It's not your business what happened between her and Spencer. She has a mouth, if she can open her mouth to ask for favors then she can open her mouth to handle this situation because I'm not dealing with it!" Mr.Emerson walks off.

"You dumbass! So you're saying what he didn't do was wrong!?" Elliott yells. "Exactly he slapped my fucking daughter! Kick him out of here, he has done nothing but traumatized her. I've listened to what she told me! Your fucking sick Spencer!" I rejoin the conversation.

"Spencer just..pack your bags and leave, please. For a week. You and her both need a break from each other." Mr.Emerson sighs. Spencer storms angrily out of the house and we all stay there silently.

"You know. We wouldn't have these problems if she would just leave." Mr.Emerson mutters before leaving. "Excuse me but her favor is still happening! I said she can stay here for as long as she needs so watch your fucking mouth deadbeat!" Elliott shouted. I watch as Elliot storms upstairs and the rest go do their things. "What happened with Spencer and Irene?" Alexander asks. "Something. At the family reunion, I mean you were there. She started crying and there was a slap mark on her face. I think Spencer did something to her." I exemplify.

Alexander looks away and walks to the living room. Fucking bitch. He ruined our whole family gathering after my kids haven't seen them for years. I need to go smoke. I walk out into the house simultaneously grabbing a cigarette before leaving out the door.
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I woke up the next day and just laid in bed. I was honestly still tired and had a bad headache, probably from crying last night. "You ok?" Elliott hovers over me from the bed, seeing all the tattoos on his chest. "Yeah." I stare at him back. "Spencer's will be gone for a bit so you won't have to worry about him." Elliott informs.