I went to the apartment and started packing all his stuff up in trash bags. I had no emotion I just wanted him out. I wanted to get on wit my life. A few hours later once the party ended Drake called my cell I reluctantly answered.
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Me-Hello
Drake- Hey Ash where are you?
Me-I went home like 3 hours ago.
Drake-Well I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna catch something to eat with Bebe I'll be home late don't wait up.
Me- Trust me I won't.
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I put his bags on the front step and locked the dead bolt I was done. I wanted me back. I went in the bedroom threw my head into my pillow and screamed, I just wanted to scream and get it all out. I was so confused I loved him but was it worth giving up me? NO!
I finally fell asleep but was woken up by banging on the front door. I just wanted to ignore him it was 4 am and I knew what he did.
"Ashlee open the door!" He yelled.
"Drake just take you stuff and go!" I half cried.
"Come on baby lets just talk this out." He tried saying calmly.
"No… Drake I'm done!"
"Fine this is it there's no running back to me, if you don't open the door now I never want to see you again."
"Bye Drake."
He kicked the door a few more times and then left I watched him stubble to the car from the front window. I didn't go back to sleep that night I laid on the couch watching Nick at Nite until the sun came up.