I'm thinking I should wrap this up soon. Thoughts?
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She pushed past me to get out the door. I wanted to stop her... or follow her, but I felt something going down my face... the familiar metallic taste told me that Jade must have been wearing a ring when she punched me. I had to treat my face before doing anything else.
As I was cleaning the cut, my face started to swell, and very quickly, I had very limited vision in my right eye. I knew I wasn't in a position to drive around, especially not knowing where she was going. I started leaving voice mails and texts on her phone... but she must have turned her phone off.
I wasn't sure what to do... and I knew driving would be a very bad idea... and it had already been twenty minutes since she stormed out, I would never find her by aimlessly walking around. I honestly felt like crap and my eye was throbbing. I decided it would be in my best interest to take a nap and call her again later.
And that was what I did. I woke up six hours later, very hungry. I made myself a snack and tried to call Jade again. Her phone was still off. I groaned and fell back onto my bed. This day was not going well for me.
I decided to take a walk and just think for a while. As I turned out of my driveway, it occurred to me that Jade tends to hide in obvious places... and that there was a park down the road. I quickened my pace and thought about what I would say to Jade. I didn't understand what was going on with her. I mean, I understand why she was upset in general, she was probably embarrassed about getting so drunk... but why would she be so mad at me that she had to punch me... what did I do?
Women are confusing.
Jade's not like every other woman. She's... different. I had to know what was going on with her.
And I was going to find out.
See the confrontation tomorrow.
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