The Changeup
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"Jax, will you just freaking stop and listen to what I have to say?" I huff out in annoyance.
I am practically running in order to keep up with his long strides as we make our way through the dorm hallways. And being in the condition that I am, I am already out of breath.
"I already told you, we are done" he says in a bored tone as he rolls his eyes and continues walking away.
Is this guy serious right now? He actually thinks I am here to beg for him to take me back... to his bed?
I start to laugh sarcastically as I reach out and dig my nails into his forearm and, with all my strength, whip him around to face me.
"Look you asshole, I'm trying to be considerate because apparently you have a right to know this shit," I pause in an attempt to catch my breath, "you freaking knocked me up," I shove my finger into his chest "and I am not keeping it."
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