"Why come back now?". He asked raising a brow at me if we weren't in a situation like this I swear I would have blushed like a tomato.
"Why not? I came back to what I left behind". I shot back drinking the liquor on my glass hoping this would drown the anxious feeling in my stomach.
"What if the place isn't for you now?". He plainly answered and it irritated me to the core how calm he is.
"Enough with the what if's. No more questions asked. I want back and I'll have to step on every person if that's what it takes". I answered feeling a foreign confidence coming out of nowhere, it must be the liquor.
"Even if they're you're friends?". He pressed and felt my mood darkened my eyes becoming emotionless.
"I don't have friends and if they were, they didn't think of that when they pushed me down right?".
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