Chapter Five

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...the fucking audacity 

I clench my fists together my knuckles turning white from the impact while I grind my teeth together as my face turns red out of fiery as I feel burning rage hissing through my body demanding me to scream. to yell. to fight.

What is that man's problem? It's a damn shirt! Why does it matter who washes the shirt?! Ben WANTED to do it! it's not like I forced him to! 

"Um.. Angela.. your face doing that thing again" I snap my head towards Taylor forgetting I even brought her with me as I see her walk towards me and gently remove his damn shirt off of my head with a few pieces of my hair falling onto my face. Before I can reach out and move my hair, Taylor pushes the strands off of my face while cooing "there we gooo" 

She puts both hands on my cheeks as she squishes my cheeks together while my eyes are still holding fury 

"Is someone a little angryyy?" Taylor asks in a baby teasing voice squishing my cheeks harder against one another as she finishes talking

"I'm going to kill you" 

Taylor takes her hands off my cheeks while she points her index finger out and moves it to the right and left while going, "uh uhhh I'm not the one that threw the shirt on your head now am I" she said smirking slightly while raising her perfectly curved right eyebrow 

I glare in response and huff my cheeks out while crossing my hands together hating even the mention of the man 

"..... Angela?" A timid voice says from in front of me and I look up to see Ben playing with his fingernails while nervously swinging his body back and forth 

Awww..poor Ben

My eyes immediately soften at Ben as I get reminded of Ben's state when I first entered the cafe today 

"Are you alright?" I said coming towards him while putting my right hand on his shoulder squeezing it slightly while looking him in the eyes 

He looks back at me for a second before he averts his gaze somewhere else as if he was embarrassed 

"I'm so sorry" 

He said it so quietly I barely heard him

"He came in and I just..I wanted to fix everything.. so I went up to him and gave him his shirt while apologizing again that I spilt coffee on him.I expected everything will be fine but he got mad.  He kept asking  me where I got the shirt and where you were and I told him I insisted on cleaning it and then..well you came in" 

I listened intuitively nodding my head here and there letting him know I was paying attention

"Hey, why are you apologizing? You didn't do anything wrong. This guy simply has anger issues he has to resolve. It has nothing to do with you" 

Ben looks up at me and smiles slightly, "I know. I just hate how he yelled at you. I mean..I did clean it! I even ironed it so that he had nothing else to complain about" he exclaimed throwing his hands up in desperation 

I knew he ironed it!

I smile gently at him 

"Okay, I think we can all agree his an ass but like...a hot ass like damn" Taylor says whistling at the end looking starstruck while fanning herself dramatically 

I roll my eyes at her and scoff, "It doesn't matter when his that much of an asshole"

Taylor looks at me and shrugs 

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