My neighbors the Dixon's
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"Grow the fuck up Hayley!" he yells and I swing my fist forward, aiming for his jaw but he catches my arm just in time and pushes me back so we're now standing in my kitchen.
"Lemme go!" I yell as I struggle to get out of his tight hold on both my wrists.
"Why ya gotta be violent girl!" he says angrily and I go to knee him in the balls, he pushes me against the island in my kitchen, trapping my legs and he looks at me like he's about ready to lose it and start punching back.
"Wasn't violent till I met you, some faces just need to be punched!"
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