Bree's POV
“Your brothers… Will they not throw me out of your house when we get back?” I asked worriedly as we trudged back home after a horrible day. “I mean, we promised them that I'd get a job and move out as soon as possible but while I got the job, I messed things up as usual.”
Hazel sighed and placed her hands on her waist with her face to me. “I'd appreciate it if you could stop blaming yourself for what happened there,” she hissed. “It's not your fault. Those jerks have no respect for you and women in general. Tell me, what would you have rather done? Let them grab your butt as they please and kiss the hell out of you?”
“Uhm, I think you're taking this a wee bit too far, don't you think?” I calmly asked as she fumed in front of me.
“No, I'm not. I'm only trying to show you what
