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"You've reached, 504-" I hit the end button on my phone for the seventh time and fell back on my bed.

I have called and texted this man non-stop for ten minutes and he's either left me on read or sent me straight to voicemail.

What the hell was I going to do now...hell, what was HE going to do to me now?! He sounded so upset and it just...it just...I don't even know! Even when Alex Sr. and I got into it he never sounded like that!

I picked my phone up and searched for my sister's number and hit it, but just as quickly as the idea popped into my head to get some advice from her, it was gone and I was hitting end on my phone before the first ring could even finish.

I got up and looked down at myself...I had on a grey night shirt that read "Need More Sleep" that just hit my hips and ankle socks. My hair was all over the place because I just didn't care...who thought about their appearance at this time of night?

People who were about to have sex.

"I just won't answer the door...simple-" I finally told myself while sitting back on my bed, but just as I said it my bell rung.

I jumped so damn hard I almost fell off the bed. I gained my balance and sat still. The only thing that was moving was my eyes back and forth like one of those crazy cat clocks.

I jumped again at the sound of my bell again and squealed a bit at my phone going off at the same time; letting me know I had a new message. I picked the phone up and groaned a bit at what it said and who it was from.

Open this damn door-

I dropped my phone with a sigh and thought for a moment if I should just fake sleep...but I did just finish blowing his phone up. FUCK!

I stood up and made my way out of my room and down my steps. A few knocks halted my walking until I thought about it...this little brat really had me shook! I forward my brows and with a whole new attitude walked the rest of the way down my steps and to my door.

Just as he rang the bell again I snatched my door open and met his glare with one of my own. He was in all black; sweat pants and a pull over hoodie. I could tell he didn't have a shirt on under it since I could see his tattoos peeking out.

"Have you lost your damn mind Odell!? For one! you do not disrespect me or my house by coming at this un-Godly hour!" I was pointing my finger in his face while going off, but he just kept that hard look on his face; letting me rant.

"And secondly! You do not talk to me like I'm one of your little girlfriends that you may run over! I'm a grown ass woman and will not tolerate your young ass getting out of line with me!" Odell's face relaxed once I said the last part and a small smile broke out onto his face.

"Alex let you go off like this all the time huh?" He asked and I stopped my rant and looked a bit confused.

"Excuse me?" I asked. It wasn't until I bumped into my railing did I realized that while I was going off, he was backing me up and shut the door.

"I knew he was a soft nigga...I bet he never got your ass under control like you should be." He spoke while shaking his head and turned to lock my door, when he turned back around my hand met his face.

Odell's head snapped back to me and I instantly regretted what I've done. I held my hands up to my mouth in shock while he looked at me a bit confused and squint his eyes at me.

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