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"Diana, hold on," I stopped her from taking another step towards my house. Her eyes were still wide, and I knew she was excited to get inside the house after my promising words. But I also knew who was waiting on the inside, and knowing her, it was not going to be a good meeting for them. "You can go around the house and wait in the backyard for me, I just have to get in and do something."
"What?" She laughed, "don't be stupid."
"I'm not, trust me." I immediately shook my head, wanting her to get the hint. She looked at me suspiciously, knowing something was obviously up but gave in anyway. I saw her nod her head, letting me know she was going to the backyard. I thanked all the God's above and showed her the direction.
Once I saw her disappear, I stepped inside the house quickly. Looking around for the one and only.
"I thought you would be home within a month of hearing you go to that hell hole." I turned around to the source of the sound. I could see her smirking at me, as she was leaning against the table with a straw in her mouth that led to a blue -ish drink.
I narrowed my eyes. "Alisa."
"Nice to see you again babe." She smirked, a playful laugh leaving her lips shortly afterwards. "Did you have a great time? I see that tan line, though, come through."
"How'd you know I was back in California?" I asked, irritated by the way she was speaking to me as if she had any rights to. Her annoying voice cut in my ears and I was certain that I would throw up if she continued to open her mouth.
She wiggled her eyebrows, tilting her head as she bit the straw with force. It looked like she was trying to be sexy, but she failed miserably. "I saw you on tmz, with some whore."
The way she emphasised the word whore made me sick to my stomach. She had no rights to speak about that, or call Diana anything like that.
I scoffed angrily, "And that's supposed to come from your mouth?"
"Shut up," she dragged out the words and I had never felt the urge to roll my eyes as much as then. "Is she here with you right now?"
"Yeah, but you are going to leave me and her alone," I told her truthfully, making sure she understood the situation right now. I needed her to back away before she ruined anything between me and Diana. "You have to leave."
"Have you told her about the accident?" Another attempt of biting the straw sexually was made and I legit thought about throwing up all over her. It's not like it would change anything with her appearance, she would like the same. She's a vomit already. Why not add some more. "Do you want me to tell her? I thought in case you needed a head start."
"If you don't get the fuck out of my house, Alisa, I will-"
"What? Hit me?" She smirked, bringing up the old typical topic when it came to her. "Been there, done that Justin, haven't we?"
It was eleven months ago that I made the hugest mistake of my life. Not only because it gave me a guilty conscious but because it somewhat ended up on a video clip. And Alisa got the hands on the tape of me slapping her. Only once in my entire life had I raised my hand against a woman. That happened to be Alisa, and it happened to be the wrong one. The psychotic one.
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