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"YOU'VE GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!"
Apparently, I wasn't the only one in town recording because Ms.Carter Mae herself just released a song herself, and she was pissed.
It wasn't like I was releasing a song myself about the brown haired beauty, but she made it damn clear we were broken up, and neither of us had released a statement yet.
But I didn't want us to be over.
Hell I was planning on proposing to her the night she broke it off. Take her off to a spot I picked out, and get down on one knee, ask her to be my wife.
I haven't heard from her since, other than Miranda telling me she wasn't doing good, and was staying at Ms.Kims to straighten out, and Make sure she didn't do something she'd regret.
My phone started blaring it's Luke's That's my kind of night, and I furrowed my eyebrows on why the hell he'd be calling me this late at night, "What's up?"
"You and Carter better get your shit straight before she's neck deep back in that bottle BG."Luke Growls, and there was some background noise, before a yell from Carter Herself came, "Thomas Luther I'm going to fucking beat your ass!"
"Carter Sit your ass down before I get BG down here and spank your ass!"Luke yells back, and I could already see Carter throwing a fit, "I will send LeClare after your ass Thomas if you do."
"Oh shit."I hear Cole in the background chuckle, before a loud smack, and Luke sighs, "Meet us at Carters in ten."
With that, the line goes dead, and I throw on my leather jacket, before i'm out of the hotel, and towards Carters house.
tonight was gonna be hell, and We both were gonna pay hell.
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mkay it's four in the morning and this was a short chapter promise next chapter will be a bit longer.
i figured Brantley breaking glass was my mood at the moment.
