Bree's Perspective
"knock! knock! knock!" I stood up slowly and pushed my packed bad under the bed quickly, before answering the door.

"What do you want?" I asked in disgust.

"I-I just wanted to say that dinner is ready." He said looking guilty.

"I'm not hungry. Now, if you don't mind-" I said, finishing my sentence by motioning my hands towards the hall.

"Bree, you are taking this way too-" I cut him off.

"Taking this what? Too seriously? Am I being to dramatic over this? Because I'll have you know that I-" He cut me off.

"Goddamit Bree! Why can't you just accept the fact that I am with Tiffany!" He yelled, causing me to flinch.

I was silent. I don't know why I couldn't accept it. Oh yeah, probably because she was a bitch, fake, and a gold digger! She has this rich-ass condo from my father.

"I'm leaving." I said with a straight face.

"Excuse me?" He asked shocked.

"Liam is picking me up at the train station." I said while grabbing my packed bag from under my bed and rushing past him.

He caught up to me and grabbed my arm, making me turn and face him.
"You aren't going anywhere young lady!" He yelled.

I snatched my arm away and before I knew it, his hand hit my face. I winced in pain and grabbed my cheek protectively.
We both stood there shocked at his action. I then gained confidence and walked down the stairs and passed Carla, with her many questions.

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