“Don’t ever call me that!” I said through gritted teeth, “How the hell did you fuckin’ find out where I lived and why the f**k are you here?” I stood there, next to Felix with my fists straining to the point I might break my fingers.
I haven’t seen the b***h in a good five years and the last I knew she was still in New York, living her best life partying and drinking with no fuckin’ care in the world. The last time she talked to me she made the excuse that she was ready to be in Miles’ life and like the stupid f**k I am, met up with her, trying to give her the benefit of the doubt. That was the biggest mistake I ever made because at the end of the day, all she wanted was to get back in my bed for one last hoorah.
Fuck that.
I would never touch her again even if my fuckin’ life depended
