Call Me Helpful but its CallMeKevin

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Waving the food that was given to me as I stepped again with my sore feet and the heels in my other hand it was terrible. I was driven to the place and I didn't want to make a big fuss about not having my phone charged or my wallet on me. Entering in on my apartment, I heard a cough loud enough for me to turn to it. It was my ex fiancee. "What are... What are you doing here?" I asked him with a large amount of hope flooding through me.

"What are you doing here? I own the apartment."

"Wait... what."

"I own this all, you're gonna have to leave before I call the landlord on you." He told me, trying to push me to the door. "And I'm gonna have to take your keys." He snatched it into his hands as I didn't have a chance to get any of my stuff. 

"But my stuff, and I don't have a place to sleep tonight." I told him, trying to get back in. "My wallet, and my-"

He reached behind him and pulled out a plastic bag, shoving it in my hands. "There, I was expecting you tomorrow to get your stuff, but you have to leave." 

"I bought my bed, and all my other stuff..." 

"You'll get it once you pay me back."

"I paid for my bed!" I shouted with tears in my eyes as I wanted to sleep so badly. Suddenly footsteps sounded and I looked behind him. "Who is that?"

"Who are you?"

"Becky, this is my sister. She's trying to come in but I haven't forgave her since I was abandoned by her when I was little." He lied, shoving me out and letting me fall on my ass. "Just go back to bed, I'll join you in a bit." I heard through the door. I started to stand up and dust off my legs as I couldn't believe what just happened. Why would he do that? 

My phone was dead I think I only had one person to turn to. 

I took the plastic bag apart to see only a few tampons and a charger for my phone. How so kind of him to do this, and it wasn't even all of my tampons and it wasn't even that time of month. This was the worst thing to happen to me really. I looked around for a port and I found nothing. I guess I couldn't try to give a warning about showing up to him. 

Going down the stairs and going outside, a crack of thunder hit my eardrums and I jumped. I felt a drop of water on my head and I looked up as it slowly began to sprinkle. Now this is gonna be the worst night of anyone's night. I hid my phone under my arm and tighten my grip on my plastic bag on my heels. 

I hope he will take me in, it's been a while since I last saw him and it wasn't a joy to make him force me to help me.