My first instinct had been to tell Jonah, but he was part of this, it was his bro, his friends and his life that made me feel like this, and would he even care? He couldn’t even take me all the way to work this morning, there was no way that he would even care if I was being manhandled by Chris, like I said, they were bros, and I was just a stupid b***h neighbour that wasn’t allowed inside his place, or even outside the hallway it seemed.
I made a small gasp when I moved, I was already hurting and being thrown like a f*****g ragdoll didn’t help when I limped over to the bedroom and cried more when I took my old backpack, the one I had when I was in college before dropping out and slowly filled it with clothes and my toiletries. I couldn’t stay here, my chest was hurting to much from my he
