"Hi, I'm Abella Constantina and I have anger issues"

"Hi Abella" the group replied in unison. For a brief second the young women felt like she was at an AA meeting. And if she was to be honest she would have rather been there than at the very place she was at. She was never very good at giving speeches, especially about herself. When it came down to it she would always come off as a bit snobbish. But when the choice was between getting fired or attending these annoying meetings she chose to stick it out. So with a tight smile and nervous laugh she continued her "story"

"Today I want to share with you how I ended up in this he…place of anger. It all started when it was announced that someone would be getting a promotion she said with bliss. "now I have been working for that company for years and have been doing a pretty good job if I say so myself , and what do they do? they give it to Serena the teenage bitch with huge tits, so basically I'm here because I got so angry that I accidently stabbed my boss with a staple gun" she finished her story with a satisfied smile on her face, while fidgeting with her skirt.

"Abella would you like to tell the class what you learn from that day" Dr. Phillips asked annoyed

"I learned that when you have huge fucking fake tits like that bitch has and a "nice ass"…you can get anything in life" she sat down after that with the rest of group just staring at her like she was insane.

"Right Well". Dr. Phillips awkwardly responded "I guess the lesson here is that you shouldn't let your anger get in the way of your future success, even if you don't like the outcomes of certain situations. He paused for a second looking at Abella. "Right Miss. Constantina?"

Abella looked up from the floor rolling her eyes slightly at the tone of his voice. She could tell that he was annoyed with her, but she didn't care. She didn't like being put on the spot like that and if this was how the meetings were going to go then she wasn't looking forward to the next 3 months she had ahead of her.

"Right" she replied with a challenge.

"Well now that we all have gotten acquainted with each other, I think it's time that we all take a coffee break"

Abella got up from her seat and head to the table with a pout. She didn't think these classes were going to a good start and she hated the fact that she would have to do this in every session. As she was about to make her coffee someone snatched the pot out of her hand. She looked up with complete shock on her face.

"Um excuse me?, didn't you just see me about to make my coffee?"

"Yeah so?"

"So, why the hell did you just grab it out of my hand like that, I mean seriously don't you have any manners?"

"Calm down sweetheart, it's just coffee. You can always make another one anyways. It wouldn't be too far off from your job" he responded with sarcasm "besides it's always the women's job to make sure we don't run out of anything, so why don't you run along and go pretty yourself up for me"

Abella was absolutely livid she could not believe that this cretin was actually speaking to her like this. NOBODY spoke to her like this. Ever

"Listen you cretin"

"The Names Jon"

"Whatever! You better watch who you speak to like that, I assure you that I'm not just some bitch on the street, I demand respect" she glared up at him anger written all over her face

Jon just smirked down at her "look at you getting all work up, if that isn't one of the most sexist things I ever saw I don't what is" he winked at her as he was walking away.

At that moment she had, had it. So she did what she always did when she was super pissed. She punched…literally. She awkwardly punched his back and by doing that Jon spilled his hot coffee all over himself. He turned around glaring at her.

"YOU STUPD BITCH, YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE"

"YEAH well maybe if you weren't such a jackass that would have never happened, it's called karma"

The two went back and forth with their insults when a loud thud caught their attention. Dr. Phillips was standing there with his arms crossed looking at both of them with displeasure on his face.

"Mr. Good, Miss. Constantina would you two kindly step into my office for a minute"

Just then Abella notice that everyone was staring at them like they were some exhibit at an art show and she didn't like it. She felt so humiliated like a bad kid getting called to the principle office. She slowly walked into Dr. Phillips office carefully avoiding the gaze of the others in the room. Jon just followed along annoyance clearly written on his face.

"Would you two please explain to me what that was about out there?" Dr. Phillips stared at them both expectantly waiting for an answer.

Abella was going to speak but Jon beat her to it

"The Bitch threw coffee on me!" he said with a scowl on his face "what do you think happened?"

"Well Abella do you have anything to say for yourself" Dr. Phillips asked

"Yes I do". She stated "I would just like to say for the record that he was being a disgusting, sexist, jackass out there… Implying that all women are supposed to serve men and do as were told, what is this? The 60's.? also I would like to state that I did not throw coffee at him, he spilled it on his self, you can ask anyone out there" she replied confidently.

Dr. Phillips raised his eyebrow at her explanation he was not in the mood for her snobbish behavior.

"Look you two, as long as you're in these classes you both have to learn to get along with each other" he said sternly looking at both of them "I can't allow this kind of behavior in these sessions, this is supposed to be a safe environment. Where we talk about our anger and try to learn healthy ways on how to control it, not throw coffee at people we don't like" he stared at Abella with a disapproving look.

"I did not throw the coffee but I do apologize for the way I acted out there" she sated. "I hope we can get over this issue like rational adults"

"I agree…. Mr. Good do you have anything to add on to this?" Dr. Phillips asked with a question look on his face.

Jon just stared at Abella, his face unreadable. In fact he was staring at her the whole time. Like he was trying to analyze her. Trying to read her mind. He swiftly turned his attention back to the doctor.

"Nah I'm Good, I will act like a good boy now". He slowly turned to Abella "promise" he replied with a mocking smile.

Abella just rolled her eyes at him. Not at all amused.

"Well now that we all talked about this problem, I will dismiss everyone" Dr. Phillips got up from his chair walking towards the door. "I hope you two will now try to act like civilized adults, especially you Miss. Constantina"

"Scouts honor" she put her hand up imitating the scouts sign

5 minutes later Abella was looking for her car. She was mad at the events that happened earlier that she couldn't even think straight.

"Ugh where does he get the nerve" she said to herself "Telling me to make him coffee as if I'm some maid or something!"

As she continues on the never ending search of looking for her car she felt someone's eyes on her. But when she looked around she didn't see anyone. She just shrugged it off as paranoia and went on walking. She finally found her car when she bumped into someone. She looked up in annoyance to see it was him

"You" she sated with a disgusted look on her face. "Are you following me or something?, couldn't get enough of those games you were playing back there?"

"Settle down tiger, I was just looking for my car" Jon replied

"Whatever just stay out of my way"

She was about to walk away when Jon grab her arm

"oh yeah and princess, before you walk away I just wanted to say that, that little stunt you pulled back there….you know where you made me spill hot coffee all over myself on purpose, well don't think I forgot about. I will get you back for that and you won't even see it coming".

He turned to walk away, but just before he left…..

"Promise" a cunning smile appearing on his face.