Morals and possibly the law?

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"Jane, meet Jerry." Ashton barges into my room and causes me to squeal.

"ASH IM ONLY IN A TOWEL."
Jerry looks me up and down and smirks ," I don't mind."

Jesus Christ

I run back into my bathroom and get dressed and return to my bedroom seeing ashton making out with jerry on the edge of my bed.

"JESUS ASH GET A ROOM THAT ISNT MINE?" they jump apart and Ashton is blushing like crazy.
I step towards her and squint my eyes ," What happened to you know, your BOYFRIEND?" She looks down at her converse and shifts uncomfortably.

"No you can't be." it dawns on me. she looks up at me with a cringe and jerry buts in," Im sorry but, boyfriend?"
I peer around behind ashton ," excuse me, adult conversation."

I turn back to Ash, "you CANNOT cheat on Dave."

"Jane you don't understand."

"Then tell me."

"No."
"Why not?"
"Because."
"Very valid reason thank you."
"I just wanna know why you would cheat on such a good guy I me-

"I DONT LOVE HIM ANYMORE OKAY?"

Her outburst was so sudden I fell backwards and hit my head on the nightstand.
"Son of a bitch." I get up with a groan and stumble onto my bed. Jerry is cracking up and I glare, "Nice choice in men. I mean boys." He holds a hand over his heart in mock hurt.

"That's a lot of disrespect coming from a manchild looking whore who needs MY help to stop being hit by the big bad girls."

Ouch. That hurt.

"Jerry you went too far." Ashton pulls out her laptop and pulls up page that looks like blueprints.
"She's a bitch."

"She's my bitch. So apologize or leave."

"Fine. I'm sorry. Can we move on now?

Ashton sighs and explains their new plan for "Ultimate Jane makeover."

"WE are going to get your new wardrobe from a celebrity."

"What, like a garage sale?"

"No stupid. This is a blueprint of Scarlett Johansson. Jerry the jackass over here is gonna get us in."

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 15, 2015 ⏰

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