amnesia | editing

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"Justin!" screamed Yvonne.

I think she just woke up the entire neighbourhood.

Or, even better, the country.

Cue the drumroll!

Justin winced as Yvonne started berating him angrily.

Claris was just curled up against Justin, clapping her ears with her hands.

"Yvonne, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to-" Jus got interrupted by Yvonne.

"Don't shove your lousy excuses in my face! Go take that session somewhere else. We're done, Justin. I've given you so many chances over the past two years, and here you are, screwing up our relationship. We're done," she repeated, willing herself to believe it.

Justin slumped. Claris took that as her cue to leave and stood.

"You. Claris." Yvonne's voice was cold, hard steel.

Claire almost got frightened by the voice that didn't sound like Yvonne's.

I hooked an arm around her.

"You stole my boyfriend. That's fine. But the next time I see your face, you're dead." Yvonne said, turned on her heel and walked out.

Claris raised an eyebrow and sank back on the bed with Justin.

Sweet. She could single-handedly deal with a cheating boyfriend and his new girl without losing it? I have got to learn that.

Justin face palmed himself. 

"What have I done..." he muttered panickedly.

"You've ruined your relationship with a girl who was loyal to you," Claire replied.

Bold.

Claris glared at her.

"Not like you're any better, stealing someone else's boyfriend as well." she retorted.

I did not appreciate people hitting on my girl.

"Go pick on someone your own size," I winced at the lame sounding voice I used.

Claris snorted and turned to Jus.

"You fine, darling?" she asked.

Overly sappy.

"Of course not, he just broke up with his girlfriend. And you think he's alright? What kind of person are you?" Claire asked, curling her lip in disgust.

Justin pushed himself up.

"Claris, go home. I need to be by myself." he said.

Claris smiled.

"Of course, I'll be here, whenever you need me."