Regret

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Why I had agreed to let Justin Mondzak back into my house after I caught him cheating a year ago was beyond me.

"Well our breakup is your fault." He blurted.

I didn't know whether I wanted to cry or punch him. "You little bastard!" I hissed. "My fault?" I asked as I lunged for him. He grabbed my waist and tightly hugged me to him before I could do any serious damage to his stupid pale face. I took advantage of this opportunity and our height difference and I bit his stupid collarbone. Hard. He let go and yelped in pain. "MY FAULTP?" I screamed at him. He was still nursing his stupid collarbone "Alright Justin I guess its my fault that I happened to walk into MY bedroom at MY house and find you in MY bed with the chick from ohio?" I spit at him. He looked suprised and a little bit scared. "Yes?" His voice cracked a bit as I resisted the urge to laugh. I went at him again. "Fuck you." I punched his chest. "Fuck you." I punched him again and again repeating the words over and over.

He stood there and took it like the dweeby little shit head he is. He winced and grunted every single time.
I didn't realize he was holding me on the couch or that I was crying until his throat hummed as he agreed with me. "I wiggled out of his grip and stood up. "I hate you." I hissed. "I hate your fucking face." I glared at him. He just sat there and nodded. "Stop that!" I cried. "Stop agreeing with me." I slapped him. He looked taken back but his face soon went back to the same stone stare.
"Your'e an asshole. Im suprised she's even into you at all you stupid piece of shit!" He looked slightly annoyed. He stood up and neared closer. "I don't know what that Antonio dude sees in you either! Your'e a violent piece of work." I slapped him again. "His name is Ashton." He rolled his eyes and grabbed my wrists before I could slap him again.
"Ashton, Antonio same difference. He's an ass either way." He snapped. I struggled at his grip and kicked his leg. "You're the ass! You don't even know him." I cried. He finally let go to nurse his hairy leg and I paced. "Was this your idea of working things out?" I asked. Justin shrugged. "Well kind of but as always you're being a stubborn little bitch." As he stood up from kissing his stupid leg, I punched him in the jaw. I meant to punch his chest but I got his jaw instead. It hurt my fist probably as much as it hurt his jaw.
"Bitch." He whispered as he held his jaw. "Get out of my fucking house and I swear to god if I ever see you again you'll lose a limb." I hissed. He said nothing as he pushed past me and left slamming the door behind him. I jumped as it slammed.
"BITCH!" He yelled as he walked back to his car. "IDIOT!" I yelled back. I heard his car start up and watched from the window as he drove away. I sunk to the ground and leaned against my door. My fist was throbbing and so was my heart.

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