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"What the fuck?" I swear, droppingmy door open

I hear Jackson and Darryl curse and call nore that piece of shit walking around oers

Hihtly and they all sht now

"Well, well, Mr Professional Fighter Long tiether at the sound of Don’s voice

"Seth, don’t do it," Jackson tells nore hi for the stairs to the office, too and there’s no way in hell I’ll let hi in between hio Don looks the salass I know because I alht I caht I’d coyhter" His sot outside, too"

Jackson laughs "Mighty cute? Jesus Christ"

Don’s amused expression doesn’t falter

"What do you want, Don?" Darryl chimes in, but I don’t take my eyes off of the bald asshole in front of er My friends and I are looking for a new place to train" He turns to his friends "What was her nareen eyes and a killer rack…" He snaps back to ers "Olivia, yeah, that’s it She’s the er, isn’t she?"

I start forward, but Jackson slips in front of ainst my chest "Don’t do it"

"You’ve worked too hard, Seth," Darryl adds

Don straightens his grey t-shirt and smiles wryly "Isn’t that nice?"

He attempts to step around rowl he launches forward, but Darryl grabs hi him a few steps back and into his friends Jackson’s heels are digging into the ground, his shoulders pressing against hts to keep me back froreen eyes peer up aton?"

Jackson steps away, knowing I’d never bowl Olivia over to get to Don I glance down at her and there’s a worried expression on her face

"There’s the girl I wanted to see" Don chuckles, licking his lips

Darryl steps back, but keeps his position between Don and I Olivia’s face falls and her eyebrows draw together Slowly, she turns around and when she sees hi here?"

He steps closer and Darryl doesn’t budge "I’ve co committee you have here Do you treat all potential customers like this?"

"You’re not welcoainst her back and planting my hand on her hip for support

Don nods slowly, clearly pissed off What did he expect? Does he seriously think we’ll open our doors to him?

"I see how it is"

"Get out of here, Don," Darryl de at his sides

Don runs his hand over his bald head "Fine" He looks Olivia dead in the eyes "I’ll talk to you when your dogs aren’t around"

I step around Olivia, er I don’t knohat happened next There’s a whole lot of shouting and people grabbing at h a red haze There are too many hands on me to count and I knowDon into a y all of the scared stares I head straight forsmaller footsteps slap the floor behindhate that I know I deserve all of it Everything he’s doing to irlfriend’s name…that’s what’s really messed up I always blamed her for what happened I’d always tell myself the she was the one that was unfaithful, not me--which is true, in a way I mean, I sure as shit I didn’t force her to have sex with me I can assure you she decided that on her own I feel shit about it now, because I can’t help but wonder if the girl I took from Don was his Olivia What if she was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, but she turned out to be unfaithful? I’ to call her a whore or a slut because, well, what does that say about me? It wasn’t her fault, not entirely

Anyway, screw that Don has done way too h, and every time I see his face, I can’t help but think of his intentions with Olivia I’d die before I’d let his unnerving gaze rest upon her naked perfection--and the fucking nerve of hi bag off the floor and throw it, desperately needing soht and I want to fight right now I pace the roo at Olivia, who steps away from the door andoff of her in waves and when I finally liftdesperately to hide it My heart beats rapidly in hdesperately to cut off air to hoff

"I was so close to throwing it all away," I tell her "One hit is all it would’ve taken and I illing to do it" I shake et to …he makes everyone want to kick him, it’s just who he is"

I can’t help the twitch that pulls at o away"

"He’s a cockroach He isn’t ever going away," Darryl says, scratching the top of his dark hair I didn’t notice hiht behind you for the rest of your life and you need to deal with it--not with your fists, but with your brain"

Jackson casually slings his arm around a du to stop until he’s higher than you--probleher than you"

"What do you wantfurther across her shoulders "It’s sinore hinored He craves the thrill of attention Don’t give it to hier as well I don’t think I’ve had so ood