Chp 37. What the f**k.
POV: Ash Thomson The ride to her house was full of thoughts circulating within my mind. I really couldn't think straight. I parked my bike and barged the door open and storm inside the house. I'm not thinking straight. I found her. She was busy painting her nails. She looked happy. I was beyond furious. I need to calm down. I went inside her room, without knocking. Seeing me she seemed surprised and shock and confused..!? I don't have time for her s**t, I spoke without letting her speak anything. "Where the fuc* were you yesterday at night?" I asked her, trying my best to calm myself. She thought and then spoke, "Hum. I was at home." She was lying. What the f**k. "Damn stop f*****g with me. Damnit tell me the truth, I know you are lying", I went towards her and yanked her t
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