Chapter 7

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Is he bipolar or what? I mummble to myself. I'm sitting in my car looking at 19 missed phone calls from Ashton. Messages he's sent me are really just pieces of evidence he's bipolar. He's crazy. I pull out of the supermarket's parking lot and drive home quickly. Luckily our house isn't too far away and there's not much traffic.

I pull into the driveway to see that the arage has already been opened, nothing strange. But why? "So you were at the store for that long? It shouldn't take you thirty minutes to buy food." Ashton interrupts the peace of the quiet house. "It also doesn't take someone five minutes to buy food, either." I respond hastily.
"Don't get salty with me, Penelope." Ashton glares at me. At least he knows my name, good gosh. "Well we have food now, are you happy?" I snarl while walking past him to the fridge. I restock the fridge of the food I just got and close it. I check my watch, it's hot and sunny outside today, maybe I should take a walk to Alex's house. I reach fr my phon when Ashton snatches it away from me. "What was that for?" I react. "You know, don't act stupid." He snarls, rolling his eyes. "Uh no I don't actually but I would love it f you could tell me and-" My sentence is all of the sudden interrupted by a slap across the face. So we're at that stage now? "WHAT THE HECK, ASHTON?" I scream at him. "I know what your doing! I'm not stupid!" He yells back. "I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOUR TALKING ABOUT!" I scream at him. He looks at me with hate in his eyes, but really, what did I do?

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