Hold It In

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He opened the door. "Bruce we need to talk" I said and I noticed he was shirtless and just plain weird. Oh wait that's normal.

"Robbin what a... Surprise"

"Well I'm can I come in its important."

"Whatever."

He walked into his home and it stunk so bad I gagged. He told me I could sit down so I did. I sat on a couch that was so soft I sunk through it. He sat across in a chair and looked at me.

"So why are you here?"

"I'm here because of something you to a certain girl."

"Dude I haven't seen Christy in like 2 months. She threatened to put a restraining order on me. And I'm not going through that for the 17 time."

"I'm not talking about Christy. I'm talking about Lauren. She came to my house with cuts and bruses cause you beat her up. What kind of sick prick does that to a girl!"

"I told her not to tell you! Ohh I'm gonna beat the living shit out of her... Pes herpes."

"Just what I needed to hear."

I couldn't help myself. I walked up to him and socked him in the chin. He looked shocked and tried to punch me back but I ducked and kicked him where it hurts. I left his house and drove home.

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