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Me:

Got it.

See you when you get here.

I put my phone back in my pocket, then started looking around the barn. It was a little more cluttered than I expected, but after a little hunting, I found the perfect spot. It was up on a makeshift shelf in the back corner of the barn. I situated the bed, then put the kitten inside it, hoping it might help him find it later.

He did a little twirl, then nestled in with a purr. He seemed quite pleased with the arrangement, so I left him there and started back towards the house. I just stepped out of the barn when I came face to face with the neighbor.

“What are you doing back here?”

I gave her a big, fake smile as I answered, “Well, hello to you, too.”

“Does Wrath know you are in his barn?”

“Does Wrath know you are in his yard?”

“I saw you here last night and again this morning.”

It was clear that she was attempting to provoke a reaction, but I refused to give one. “Yeah, and?”

“What exactly are you doing here?” she huffed. “Are you seeing him?”

“I don’t see where that is any of your business.”

She rolled her eyes, then grumbled, “Well, I hate to break it to you, but you’re not wanted here. Wrath doesn’tdorelationships.”

“Or maybe he just doesn’t do relationships with you.”

“Oh, so you think you’re different? You think he actually cares about you? Isn’t that precious.” She rolled her eyes. “He doesn’t care about you. You’re just another notch on his fucking belt. It’s only a matter of time before he sends you on your way.”

“You mean like he tried to do with you?”

I’d always had a temper. It was one of the many things I’d inherited from my father. I’d lash out and say things I shouldn’t ordo thingsI shouldn’t. I was trying my best not to let that happen as I pushed passed her and started walking towards the front of the house. I didn’t get far when I heard her shout, “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“You seem smart enough. Figure it out.”

“You’re a real bitch, you know that?”

“And you’re delusional.”

“You just can’t stand to hear the truth.”

“I have no problem with the truth.” I turned to face her as I added, “But I do have a problem with psychotic cunts who get in my face and talk shit about things they know nothing about! So, back the fuck off and accept the fact that you were just a piece of ass and move on.”

“You don’t know anything about it! We had something until you came along and fucked it up.”

“Yeah, keep telling yourself that, sweetheart.”

“He’s mine!”

“You can say it all you want...” I started to walk away as I said, “But it doesn’t make it true.”

I hadn’t gotten far when I felt my hair being pulled back with a forceful tug. Before I had a chance to react, the bitch punched me square in the face, busting my lip. Rage enveloped me, and there was no turning back when I charged at her and said, “Oh, you really shouldn’t have done that.”

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