Confrontation.
He stormed into the club and started rabbiting on about work.
" Ye can't leave yer job without any notice!"
I couldn't help but laugh at his pathetic excuse.
" I'm sorry its short notice , but I don't need to consult on what I do in my life to you."
" I don't care what ye and yer little Ken doll do, I need time to find replacements" he said trying to keep a lif on his anger.
" This is me giving you notice Brendan.."
He turned on his heel, shaking with anger and slammed the office door behind him.
I let out a sigh of relief, I should of known this would prevoke something , and I had accidently decided that I was going to France, but was I doing this just to spite him?
2 hours later.
" Ste you wont regret this!"
" Better not!"
" Your amazing!"
" Shut up"
1 hour later. ( Brendans POV)
I can't believe him, he makes me so mad! Calm down Brady, go get some air...
Walking past the spar I hear a whistle, turning around Noah prances out..
" Heard the news?"
" Yer.."
" Can't wait, we are so excited."
" Good for ye, yer point?"
He moves up in my face.
" That you will never get your hands on Ste again.." he smirks.
"Do ye think I care?"
" Oh its killing you Brendan."
" Get out of my face, NOW!"
I storm away, that Noah's lucky I didn't kick his ass to France myself.