Storm out of Jason's house

From Create Your Own Story

You stand up and walk toward the bedroom door, limping slightly on your sore legs.

"Honey, where are you going?"

"Like you care," you shout as you head down the stairs.

"I'm sorry, Kaya."

"Bullshit."

As you get to the door, Jason puts your hand on your shoulder. "Go ahead and go home. I'll call you tomorrow when you calm down."

"No! Just don't."

"Well, don't you want your things?"

"No, Jason, keep them for the next time you want to smack some slut around," you say loud enough for the neighbors to hear. You get in your car and drive away, trying not to laugh at the confused and embarrassed boy you are leaving behind.

Do you:

You are possessing:
Kaya
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