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Violet slips out of the closet and walks away, never turning to look atmy head out, I see the coast is clear and I exit the closet, shutting the door quietly behindto check in real quick before I leave for the night, when I hear a throat clearing behind me

And I turn to find Zachary Lawrence, the po for ly, ht Memories come back at er and got ju for s When I got older, I beca to beat the shit out of one Mom didn’t exist I was on -addicted assholes in ht I could take on Lawrence, no probleh clenched teeth

"She doesn’t belong to you" I stride toward hi face, but I restrain --she’s still mine" The heavy emphasis on the word mine makes me see red But I refuse to lose ht That’s why she cao," I say, feeling like a shit for taking it so low, but daaze narrows and his jaw tightens Good He should be pissed I want him pissed "She was in the closet with you" It’s not a question

I consider letting hiers, the ones still faintly sticky with Violet’s co it todeep I can smell her, remember the way she caot her off, which is er Good I’ her"

"And you weren’t?"

Lawrence clenches his hands into fists, as if he wants to drive one of the he would try and touch me I’d beat the shit out of him

And I think he knows it

"She wouldn’t slum with a piece of shit like you," he practically spits out

"Oh yeah? I’ll reo down on her in rowls

"I coulds "One call to Forrest Fowler and I can have you fired"

"Go for it," I say, hoping he hears the warning inbut an ass who fucks to get ahead"