Y/n pov
I shoved open the door,throwing down my clutch and snatching off my shoes in process. A split second later i hear Luke come barging through after me, "What in the actual fuck did you think you were doing back there!?" he roared at me from across the room. I whip my head around and stare at him baffled that he actually didn't realize why i was so furious. "Really?! You don't know what i was doing!?" I watched as he slightly slumped his shoulder, but he kept his face contorted, trying to hold on to the anger, "No i don't know." Sarcastically laughing, i roll my eyes and walked my ass to the kitchen,grabbing a bottle of whine and pouring me a glass. Luke walks up to me and slams his hand down on the table, making me flinch. "Is it because one of the guys said you were a nigger bitch?" I scoff and looked up at him he's really doesn't think it's that big of a deal. Getting up i grab the wine bottle and head for the bedroom, "Really? You're just gonna walk away!? Well fine,maybe you are a NIGGA BITCH!" he yells after me. Now enraged i turn around and throw the wine bottle as hard as i could in Luke's direction,not caring if it actually hit him or not. Luke ducked just in time for the bottle to splatter right above him. "Are you fucking insane! That glass could have went in my fucking eyes!" he yelled, while looking at me. I looked at him with a death glare,i put my shoes back on, grabbing my jacket and left leaving him yelling at me
