" Get out,"
“ But…"
“ I said get out! Get the f**k out of here!" I snapped as I looked at Mirabel with hatred.
“ What is wrong with you? Few minutes ago you were kissing me and now you're yelling at me," she said as she folded her hands looking at me. I swear I was barely containing myself from my anger.
“ I'm not going to say it again, get the f**k out of my house,” I said as calmly as I could.
“ I'm not…” I just dragged her by the arm as I opened the door and threw her out then I closed the door in her face.
I walked to the couch where her bag was and took it in anger as I opened the door and threw it out with her.
As soon as I closed the door I slid to the floor as I buried my head in my hands as the water works broke.
I was a total loser, I knew my woman too much, I knew she
