Chapter 11

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Chapter 11

-Donald's View

Chance left leaving me back with the girls. I walked upstairs to see Ana laying down in my bed on her phone.

"What you looking for?" I asked peeking.

"You should mind your business."

"Ana, what's wrong with you?"

"That little girl is bringing a bad vibe into this house." She cried.

"How?" I asked.

"If I asked you if you wanted to love you'd probably turn it down. Wouldn't you?" She asked.

"I mean Julie is downstairs. I don't wanna wake her and plus-."

"Everything is suddenly all about Julie! What about me? What about my needs?"

"Ana you're a grown woman. She's a little girl." I said.

"You stating the obvious for what? If she wasn't here you wouldn't be acting like that." She said putting her phone down. "

"Ana why are you so jealous?"

"Donald why are you still talking to me."

"Ok Ana." I said pulling out my magazine.

"Can you hand me my charger?" She asked.

I kept silent.

"See this why I don't be trying to deal with you."

"Then get out." I said quietly.

"What you mean get out?" She snapped.

"I said, get out. You don't want to deal with? Then get out." I said.

She grabbed her purse and stormed out slamming the door.

I got up following behind her just watching from the balcony. The front door open and she slammed it behind her.

I walked downstairs to the front. I slid off my shoes as I walked off the porch onto the grass. I sat down under the palm tree and watched as she pulled off. We didn't break up, I just was tired if her complaining about me to me.

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