High Voltage/Act hurt
From Create Your Own Story
"Who the hell is this?" I asked Shawn, raising my voice slightly.
"Lauren," he said calmly, placing his hands on my shoulders.
I brushed his hands off of me. "Don't touch me," I said. The girl crouched over to pick up her shirt from the ground. "Did I say you could move?" I asked. She stood back up straight and I turned back to Shawn.
"Who the hell is she?" I asked again.
He stammered, not managing to put together a cohesive sentence. I promptly slapped him across the face.
"It doesn't even matter," I said. "You would have liked what I was going to let you do to me," I said, with a playful tone. I walked confidently towards the door. "Goodbye Asshole, sorry for interrupting." I shut the door loudly and walked out of the building.
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