"What are you doing here?" I repeated in case she didn't hear me the first time and instead of giving me an answer she just looked at me from head to toe with that look I was familiar with. That look she gives when she's telling you you're nothing like her and perhaps you should kiss the ground she walks on.
“ I don't know what he sees in a tramp like you,”
" Excuse you,” I said as I looked at her up and down,
" Please leave my house, I don't like bitches standing at my doorstep," I said and was about to close the door but she pushed her way inside.
" What is wrong with you?” I asked as I looked at her in anger,
" Get out of my house or I'll call the police,” I warned but she just chuckled,
" Go ahead, call the police so I can tell them how you're sleeping with your boss who happen
