The argument

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The next morning Jake was staring at ashley like if he wanted to kill her... But instead threw a sandwich at Ashley's face. "Excuse me boy I don't know who you think that you are but I guess that you weren't well educated because last time that I checked you respect woman's OK...I thought that you were a "man" well guess what you are not, you are just a uneducated woman abuser you peace of trash", Ashley yelled in frustration. "Well listen if you weren't so embarrassing and childish I wouldn't have to treat you like a peace of trash,but you know what they say treat people the way that they act...or do they say that. Jake chuckled. "Listen "boy" I'm not going to sit here and act like a sweet inoccent princess, because that's not me,and I know that for sure, so IMA need you to calm down and stop treating me like one of your "bros" because I'm a woman...SO SHOW SOME RESPECT!!! Ashley stated. "Well listen brat". Jake stopped for a second and started to laugh. POWW!!! Ashley came and slapped Jake right across the face. "Really haaa you thought that I was a princess...a brat...listen honey I just think that you are confused...find a life because I'm not in your life anymore! Ashley shouted. As Jake held his left cheek that was swelling up he ran after me and gripped my hand, he started to lean in like if he was going to kiss me but then he whispered "you are nothing without me, you worthless piece of trash.Ahley jumped in "You know what your the worthless piece of trash you sissy let's see what u will do if I get a crew of boys on you ,huh what will you do?" He stayed quiet. "Ha I knew it...you wouldn't do nothing right? So then I suggest you to let me go and shut up! He gripped harder ,but ashley kicked him in the chest and knocked him on the couch...she ran to go get her things and rushed in her car...she only had a few things because she rushed. She drove off to her moms house. "Knock knock knock". I knock on my mom's front door. "Hi honey, what's wrong, are you ok?

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