Roomies |E.C|

|30 - Try Me|

|Harper|

I jumped out of my car and went straight up to Savannah's front door. I rang the bell and waited on her to answer. When she still hadn't come to the front after a few minutes, I banged on the door. I was gonna get some information out of her, even if I had to stand there all night.

"Okay, okay!" I heard her saying from inside. She opened the door in a towel with wet hair, "What are you doing here?"

"You really think you're somethin', don't cha?"

She frowned, "What are you even talking about?"

My eyes narrowed, "You think you can just use and abuse whoever you want. I know what you've been doing."

She shook her head, "What is it that I'm doing exactly?"

"You cheat on Ethan and then you suddenly want him back as soon as he moves on, just to fuck him over again."

"Our relationship is none of your business you jealous bitch," she sneered. That was definitely the wrong thing to say.

"It became my business when I found out you were abusing someone I care about," I stepped closer to her, "So unless you want me to abuse you, I suggest you leave him alone."

"He can never leave, because if he does, I'm gonna tell everyone that he hits me. I'm gonna make his life even more hell, and he won't just have a few bruises if he keeps disobeying me."

She'd just confirmed that what Ethan said was true. Her confirmation was all I needed and I'm glad I'd trusted him. I scoffed, "You sick, lying little bitch. I swear, if you ever threaten or put your hands on him again, I will make your life a living hell. I'd advise you not to fuck with me."

"I'm not afraid of you."

The girl was hilarious. I snickered, "Oh, honey. You're gonna be. Thanks for this by the way." I pulled my phone out of my pocket and rewound the audio I'd been recording since before I got out of my car. Her threats blared through my speaker. "You stay the fuck away from him and everyone he knows or this and pictures of his bruises go straight to the police. Got it?"

She took a step back, "Y-you wouldn't..."

"Oh yeah? Just fuckin' try me," I turned on my heels and left her standing there, shocked and silent.

You do not fuck with Harper Greenwell.

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"Ethan?" I whispered as I opened his bedroom door. He was sitting at the edge of his bed with his head in his hands. "Ekat?" His head shot up and the faintest smile tugged at his lips. I shut his door behind me and took a seat next to him, "Savannah won't be bothering you from here on out."

He sighed, "What did you do, Harper?"

"Showed her who she shouldn't be messing with. You won't have to deal with her anymore."

"What did you do exactly?"

"If she tries to frame you for abuse, we have evidence against her," I pulled my phone out and went back to the audio recording. I pressed play and watched as Ethan's expression went from confusion, to anger, to relief. "If she tries it with the police, we're going after her ass."