AERILYN'S POV
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"Get out," I seethe, my blood boiling as I see red. "Come on, Air." his sly grin isn't something that warms my heart or causes me to bend over backward for him.
"No, I said get the hell out of my f*****g house!" I grab the closest thing on the counter, which is a hard plastic container box and I toss it at his head with full force.
I watch him dart to the side, the container falls onto the couch, rolling off. "What the hell?" his hand wraps around my throat, pushing me back and I lift my knee, hitting his balls and he crumbles, letting me go.
I grab his nape, putting pressure on it as he groans lowly and I push him towards the door.
"Get the hell out of here!" I shove him out and slam the door shut, locking him out and only when he's out of my apartment, tears start
