"We can't just forget about our feelings. You leaving won't change that."
"STOP!" I put my back to the wall and fell to the floor, putting my hands on my temples, clenching my hair in my fingers. "I don't want to be talked out of this. I don't want to stay here. I don't want to do this. I don't want to do this." I kept repeating that sentence to myself, softly, over and over again.
"Michelle." John leaned down in front of me. He put his hand on my knee. I looked up at him. I didn't want to talk to him. "I know how you feel but I don't think that you should leave. You want to be here and if you leave because of me. I'll tell Vince the real reason that you're leaving. And then I'll be screwed over anyway. "
"You stubborn ass!" I threw his hand off of me and got up approaching him fast. My anger was building which made me a lot more ballsy.
"Well, looks like you've got some stubborn in you, too, sweetie and a little sass."
"Bite me. I'll stay but don't think this is going to be play time for you because it isn't. You think you just a one way ticket to a little bit of fun. Oh please you just earned yourself a one shot ride to hell and I'm not caving. I don't like not getting my way. Let's just say that it's the brat in me. Get ready John, you haven't seen nothing yet."
(sorry it's short. but i promise when i update again. it will all be worth it)