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him , heading back into the house and leaving only Sebastian and me on the porch.
    " Fuck! " I don ' t remember ever being this pissed before. " Why ' d you do that? You should have helped me! "
    " Helped you what? Get the cops called on us? Upset Pris even more? Damn , Jay. You think I don ' t want to beat his ass just as bad as you do? "
    " Ugh. " I groan , reaching for my hat before realizing I must have lost it. I ' m losing more than just that.
    I wouldn ' t take it back , though.
    " If that had been Aspen , you wouldn ' t have been pulling me off him. " I turn and take the porch stairs two at a time. I ' m on the street before I hear Sebastian ' s footsteps behind me.
    " Low blow , man. "
    He ' s right , but I keep walking and he keeps following.
    " Jay , I get it. Just chill out. Don ' t take off. I ' ll get the girls and we can bring them home and then head back to my place or something. "
    Yeah , like I can do that. She didn ' t want me there earlier , so I doubt she does now. My heart is still thudding. My breaths still quick and fast.
    " Seriously. What ' s up with you , lately? You need to talk to me or whatever because right now you ' re looking like you ' re about to explode. " He crosses his arms. 
    I don ' t have time to answer because his cell phone goes off. I ' m still walking away and he ' s still following as he talks. A few seconds later , he says. " We gotta go back. The girls are waiting out front for us. Pris rode with Craig so she doesn ' t have her car. "
    Finally , I stop walking. " Go get them. "
    Bastian looks back down the street , then at me , and down toward the house again. " Come with me. "
    He ' s totally babysitting me right now and I don ' t like it. " I can ' t do this with you , Jaden. Not with him here. "
    " I can ' t go back or I won ' t be able to stop myself from looking for him ," I say.
    " Then wait. I ' ll grab them and be right back. "
    I tell him okay even though I don ' t plan to do it.
    " Seriously , Jay. Don ' t bail. "
    " Then hurry up ," I say , trying to sound light. As soon as he starts jogging back for the girls , I take off in the other direction.

 
    Chapter Three
    I don ' t go home because :
    1 . ) I hate the place. I never want to be there , but especially when I feel like this and
    2 . ) I know Sebastian ' s determined ass is probably sitting in his car outside waiting for me. I ' m not in the mood to see him or anyone else , so I walk around all night.
    All.
    Night.
    Not my idea of a good time , especially since my hand is killing me , but I can ' t think of anything else to do.
    The sun is just starting to come up when I walk through the front door of my house. The second I step inside , I hear Dad ' s heavy footsteps slamming against the hardwood floors. Great. He must have to work today. I turn to walk back out when he steps into the hallway.
    " Are you just getting in , boy? Who do you think you are , coming into my house at this time of morning? "
    His house , not mine , and I can ' t help but wonder when he ' s ever cared if I ' m here or not. Or when I come in , for that matter. " Won ' t happen again ," I mumble because I ' m not in the mood to deal with him.
    Unfortunately , he seems to be in the mood to mess with me and by not playing his game , I probably just upped that need. When I try to walk around him , he grabs my arm. " So damn disrespectful. No matter what I do , you never learn any manners. "
    My brain files those words to the folder filled with everything else I ' ve done wrong. " I said it won ' t happen again. Why don ' t you let me go? " I try to pull away , but he pulls me closer.
    " Do I smell alcohol on you , little jerk? " His voice is harsh. Why does he hate me so much?
    He doesn ' t give me time to answer before he rips his hand off me. " You ' re such a loser. You ' ll never amount to anything. Mooching off me and your friends , staying out all night and coming home drunk. "
    I ' m going to explode. Like I ' m a can of soda that