The bitch and I stood face to face. A scowl was plastered on my face whereas she just smirked at me, smugness radiating off of her, irritating the shit out of me.
                              "I see you're still trying to get with my man," She slowly pushed herself up against Tony and I could see the discomfort in his face as he tried to pry her off.
                              "He was never yours," I spat, becoming more impatient as the seconds pass. "Don't you have to be more than fifty feet away?"
                              My statement caused a cackle to come from the red-headed witch. "Oh, sweetheart." She unlatched her hold on Tony and inched towards me. She extended her arm and grabbed onto my scarred forearm, digging her acrylic nails into my flesh. "You can't even fathom what Tony and I have done. He was always mine." Her grip slowly loosened and I yanked my arm away, grasping it with my other hand. "That restraining order doesn't mean anything."
                              "Bitch," I bit my tongue to draw my mind away from the searing pain in my arm, leaving a metallic taste in my mouth.
                              "Get out," Tony weakly commanded. I snapped my head up to see him looking at her. There was a look in his eyes that I couldn't pinpoint, it was a look I've never seen before.
                              "Fine, you'll realize I'm right one day honey," She walked up to him and closed the distance between the two of them by grabbing his face and pressing her lips to his. It lasted no more than a second before Tony pulled away and took a step towards me. 
                              "Leave," His tone was sterner this time and the previous emotion was replaced with one of hatred. Her face contorted from one of confidence to one of pure shock. Her lips parted and the same look Tony had only moments ago, was now in her eyes as she looked back at him.
                              There's more to this story.
                              I looked down at my watch and realized that it was 3am and she was dressed the way that she was. "Wait," I said, causing her to whip her head around and scowl at me again. "Stay," I said. 
                              "Ha, so you can claw my eyes out and shave my hair off in the middle of the night? No thanks." She spat and turned back around.
                              "I'm not kidding," I paused, thinking about what I should say next. "I know how dangerous it can be at this time of day, don't go out alone." My voice betrayed me at the end and I saw her stature relax as she turned around.
                              "I can take care of myself," her voice was still laced with bitterness but it wasn't as harsh as before.
                              "That's what I told myself too," I swallowed. "Sometimes we can't."
                              Tony could sense that I was not messing around so he wrapped an arm around my waist and drew me in. "Guest bedroom, don't get any ideas." His voice was demanding and his tone made me shiver.
                              "Fine," her voice quivered in defeat and she walked passed us, and down the hall until she disappeared and shut the door behind her.
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A/N
soooo i'm terrible and forgot what the red heads name was...i looked back through the chapters and can't find it. so someone please tell me if i ever even said it or not...
                              so i'm just gonna name her "Caroline" for now and if it's something else someone lemme know. gracias xoxo.
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"What's with the sudden change of heart?" Tony walked me back upstairs and laid down next to me on his bed.
                              I didn't respond until I had undressed and changed into one of his t-shirts and brushed my teeth with the new toothbrush Tony had found stored away for me to use. Before laying down in bed Tony had locked the door from the inside, he switched the locks around? 
                              "You changed the locks?" I asked, avoiding the question Tony had asked me downstairs.
                              "After what happened the first time you met Caroline, I decided that it would be best to have the doors lock from the inside." Tony was sitting straight up on the bed and I watched as he reached behind his head and tugged at his collar, pulling the shirt up and over his head.
                                      
                                  
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