“Jonah, listen to me! Listen!” I was standing in the doorway of the bedroom, holding my arms over the doorframe, stopping him from going out, I knew that if he wanted to, he could just move me, shove me to the side and walk out, no problems, but he said he loved me, then he better f*****g listen to what I felt about all this.
“Move Andrea.” He was pissed and I shook my head, no I wasn’t going to move, he was too angry, to f*****g hotheaded and I didn’t understand where all of this was coming from, he didn’t seem that upset when I woke up at the hospital, he never said a word more then that he had taken care of Chris, that’s it.
“No, I’m not f*****g moving, you are not going out there and killing that son of a b***h, I don’t want to lose you just because you get arrested for f*****g murde
