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Dominic's pov
I put on black jeans, a gray short sleeve nasa shirt and a pare of gray vans and I was excited to see her again. I put my car in park and I was just about to get out when she said
" ok "
I looked at her she had on a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, a gray crop top and a red flannel over the top and her black boots
" perfect "
She smiled and looked down and I could tell she was trying to hide the fact that she was blushing. She looked up then got in and I drove to the party.
When we go there I could tell she was nervous
" come on I got you "
She acted as if those words unlocked the chains around her feet that bound her to the car and we walked in
" Hey Zack "
" Hey Dominic you made it and who's this "
He looked her up and down quickly and she was going to say something then he got distracted.

As pov
We were there for a while
" hey I'm gonna go get a refill "
" k "
I got up off the couch we were sitting and went to the kitchen when a girl said
" I can't believe he brought you "
" sorry "
I pulled my brows together in confusion and she got off the countertop and said
" I mean you're trash "
" wh-"
" he was mine before you pushed your way in "
Suddenly two people were holding my arms so I couldn't get away and she proceeded to punch me in the stomach a couple of times then she punched me in the face and busted my bottom lip on the right side. They let me go and I was just a pile on the floor.

Dominic's pov
" trailer park trash "
I looked up and saw my ex and two guys walking away from the kitchen and I hadn't seen A for a bit I got up and started to walk over when she stopped me
" oh Dominic why would you bring that here "
She glanced at the kitchen confirming my thoughts on what she did
" shut up Leah "
I went to the kitchen and there she was on the floor moving slowly trying to get up. I crouched down and started to help her
" come on A "
" I got it "
She threw my hand off her and she got up and was holding her stomach. She looked down and there was some blood and she let out a sigh and took off the flannel she had on and whipped up the spots and I looked at her arm where her tattoos were and they were gone
" hey come on "
I said and she stood up and we went out the back way when we got in the car I went to my house and she didn't protest. I pulled in the driveway and we went in I tried to help her but she didn't want it
" where's the bathroom "
" upstairs "
I went up before her and brought her to the bathroom that's in my room.

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