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I open my door and slam it behind me. I am still crying. I try to stop the tears but it wont work. I slide my back down the door and put my heads in my knees.
-ping-
It's my phone. I pick up my phone and turn it on the bright light hurting my eyes.
-Joe: Im sorry, please just don't hate me-
I throw my phone against the wall and puts my head in my knees again. I love him so much.
-The Next Day-
-Joe: Can we meet at your place?-
-Me: Fine-
I put my phone on my dresser and pull myself out of bed, I walk to my mirror and put on my makeup. I don,t know what to wear. I walk to my closet and pull out a pair or shorts, a light pink t-shirt and my light pink converse. I throw my clothes and shoes on and run downstairs. I run to the kitchen and turn on the kettle. I left my phone upstairs oh no. I run up the stairs and grab my phone.
-Joe: I am parking outside-
-Me: Ok-
I run down the stairs and wait by the door.
-knock knock-
I wait a minute and open the door. "Hi" I say leading Joe into the living room.
"I am sorry about yesterday" He says sitting next to me and grabbing my hand. I look him in the eyes and he leans in towards me.
"I GOT MY STUFF!" Joe pulls away and looks at the door.
"You bought Sasha" I say looking at my hands
"Sorry I had to" Joe says getting up to greet Sasha. Sasha walks round the corner.
"Ugh why is she here"
"I live here obviously" I say feeling myself getting more agitated.
"Don't get gobby with me" Sasha says staring at me. I jump out of my seat and walk up to Joe.
"Get your dog out of my house NOW" I say looking at Sasha.
"What did you just call me?" Sasha says staring at Joe.
"NOW!" I say. Joe looks at me and walks Sasha out. I slam the door behind him and slide my back down it again. Why did her bring her. Tears roll down my face.
"I don't want you seeing her again" I hear Sasha say. I run to the kitchen and grab the water spray bottle and open the door. I spray it all over Sasha and Joe.
"LEAVE NOW" Sasha shakes her head and Joe stares at me. I shut the door and throw the bottle. I HATE HER!...

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