Chapter 3 Manipulation

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Ava...Ava!...AVA!!

I jump awake from my slumber having the book that was laying on my chest fall to the ground. I push myself up to a sitting position and notice Creg is standing next to me untying his tie and looking down at me.

Morning sleeping beauty, your food is in the fridge, he says to me before bending down and putting my art book onto the nightstand.

I yawn and stretch my arms upward; Did you save me a fortune cookie? I say pulling at my hoodie sleeves;

Well I tried calling you, but of course you were sleep, so no I didn't save you any," he says tossing his tie on the bed and then begins taking off his blazer;

Really Creg, you know I love those...and my phone was dead, I was talking to my mom and dad earlier

Well your phone was on when I called, so you have no excuse for not hearing it"

I let out a sigh knowing there's no point talking to him, so I get up and start heading into the kitchen;

You could have still been considerate, damn, I say walk into the kitchen;

You could have been considerate in answering the damn phone!

He yells from the bedroom and I roll my eyes while putting my food in the microwave. I then walk over to the drawer and grab silverware out to eat as I go to put them on the counter I notice Creg walking in and sits at the island bar pulling over a shirt over his head covering up his four-pack;

What happened to achieving a six pack?

He smiles at me; I need to get back to working out, the office is pissing me off with these damn meeting queues

well...are they paying you overtime? I say while grabbing my food from the microwave;

Ha, I wish, only thing they're giving me is like 3% bonus from my original salary, so like two thousand more dollars, He says leaning on his hand;

Well thats not that bad, I mean its more money, I say eating a piece of chicken

Not enough money to be paying for your college fees, taxes, bills, the damn mortgage!

Well I go to say before he slams his fist on the table;

Well! Maybe you should get a decent job! he says with a forceful voice;

you don't have to yell at me, and I am working, I go to school in the morning and work down at Hard rock cafe at night I say to him finishing up my food.

Yeah well obviously that isn't enough He says crossing his arms

I roll my eyes at him; Are we in debt?

what? he says raising his eyebrow and glares at me;

I said are we in debt? I say again leaning onto the counter. He stares at me for a moment before sitting up and throws his hands in the air before placing them on the counter;

Yeah, Ava were in debt..

I straight up and push my hair out of my face;

Well I can-" I start to stay until he chuckles at me;

No dumbass, were not in debt, I was being sarcastic

Sorry, I say glancing at feet;

So damn stupid sometimes...well, ask for extra hours or work on the weekends, take some damn responsibility for all the money being spent in this house!

I have classes on the weekends, so taking overtime is not an option for me I say cleaning off my plate and washing the rest of the plates in the sink; However, you can work weekends your not in college anymore, and take responsibility for what?! I say raising my voice at him;

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