37: i dont take ur shit

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"get your hands off of her now!"

we looked towards to see an angry brendon and a scared riley who was holding a fruit basket. janice stepped away from me.

"did you let her in?" brendon asked me calmly. "n-no!" i stammered. brendon looked at janice. "i think you should leave" he said.
"look, i can help!" she exclaimed.
"over my dead body" brendon rolled his eyes. "alexa wants me to stay!" she turned to me. "right?" she asked. i was so fucking pissed off by now.

"janice please just go" i said.
"but baby-" i cut her off.
"dont fucking call me that!" i shouted, forgetting brendon and riley were in the room. "alexa please!" janice stammered.
"dont you understand!? i dont want to see you! leave me alone!" i exclaimed. her eyes filled with tears.
"you cant do this" she whispered.
"oh my god...go the fuck away!"

she didnt move.
"NOW!" i yelled at the top of my lungs.
brendon held onto scared riley - she was literally shivering. janice ran out of the room sobbing and slammed the front door shut. i sighed in relief.
"wow" i said before noticing the fruit basket. "is that for me?"
"uh yeah...i was just...dropping it off the leaving" riley stammered.

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