That Bitch

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        "Hello?" Ethan answered into his phone.

        I looked at him with a questioning look but he just looked at me as he listened to what the person on the other end of the phone said.

        "Jasmine, I don't have time for your shit today. I have someone over."

        I looked at him with hatred, stood up from his bed and walked out of the room. I could faintly here him tell her that he had to go and his feet hitting the floor as he chase after me.

        "Hannah, wait where are you going? Can you stop walking away from me? UGH STOP!"

        I felt his hand grab my arm and pull me to a stop. I turned around and looked at him with irritation on my face and tried to yank my arm away from him but he's too strong. I looked away from him as he looked at my face. I turned my face as far to the left as I could so he couldn't see my face.

        "Will you please look at me. I- Wait I don't even know why I'm stopping you. I don't even like you." He said, letting go of my arm.

        I turned away from him and walked down the hallway. I looked around and saw a staircase to my left and walked down it. When I got to the bottom I saw the front door to the right, so I walked to it, opened it and walked out, slamming the door behind me. When I got out I remember him telling me that he had someone take my car home and I came with him. I looked down the street and started walking. When I got about two blocks away I felt raindrops start to fall on me and I looked up at the sky.

        "Really. Is this really the time to rain?" I asked to no one. After a couple of seconds I ignored the rain and kept walking. After an hour I heard a car pull up next to me. I ignore the person that was slowly driving next to me and kept walking straight. I already knew who it was and I was mad at him so I acted as if he wasn't there.

        "Hey. Hannah please get in the car." He said nicely, which was weird since he was never nice. When he realized that I wasn't going to listen to him he talked with more authority in his voice. "Hannah, Get in the car. . . NOW!"

        I stopped walking, turned around and looked at him. "No. I will not get in the car with you. Not after what you did and said to me." I said, turned around and kept walking. I heard the car door slam and foot steps following me. I only got a couple of steps forward before I felt arms wrap around me and lift me up.

        "Hey! Put me down now!" I yell, whacking his back. He put me in the car and slammed the door in my face. I couldn't get the door open because he locked the door. The more I hang out with him, the more I got annoyed with him. I could tell that my day was going to get worse as the day progressed.

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