Chapter 14

                                    

                                          
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"FUCKING ANSWER!" I scream at the phone that ended the call. I call Max once again, annoyed. If he wants out of my life, fine. But at least take your shit with you. 
                          
"I TOLD YOU TO STOP CALLING ME!" Max screamed answering the phone. 
                          
"I wouldn't be calling if you took your shit! So come get it!" I snap back. 
                          
"I told you things are done with us. I never left anything there! So stop trying to hook up with me!" Max hissed and I let out a bitter laugh. 
                          
"If I wanted sex from you, I wouldn't come up with a bullshit lie like that, smartass." I growl back. 
                          
Max went silent and I heard Sarah and Max arguing on his side. "Leave me alone! I want to fix my relationship and you're making it a lot harder for us!" Max hissed and ended the call. 
                          
"Max!" I yell and redial only for it to go straight to voicemail. "You fucking asshole!" I yell and throw my phone away from me on the couch. 
                          
Fine. 
                          
If you won't get it, then I'll take it to you. 
                          
I get up and find an empty box, toss it on the floor and start going through my closet. I was beyond pissed off at Max. He blames me for everything! That selfish dick head! He just ignores the fact I offered to stop when it became complicated! But noooo it's my fault for the whole affair. 
                          
Get fucking real. 
                          
I throw his clothes in the box. All the times he spent over, he practically lives here instead of with his own damn wife! If you have a wife, then break shit off! I kick the box annoyed. I'm not saying I'm not responsible. Hell, the whole goal was to break them up and take Max for myself. 
                          
But since Anthony had to come on and run his damn mouth, it's ruined. And Max didn't do shit about it then what's to complain to me? If you want to complain at least do something about it beforehand! 
                          
"Jason." I look at the door in irritation only to see Derek. He had a concern look on his face and I avoid his eyes. "Dude, what happened?" Derek asked, grabbing my arm. 
                          
I pull my arm out of his grasp and light a cigarette. I hate it when Derek sees me pissed off like this. I smoke in dead silence before taking a deep breath. "Max happened again." I respond and go back to grabbing his shit with a cigarette in my mouth. 
                          
"What happened?" Derek asked, pulling the jacket out of my hand. I look at his eyes and let out a growl in annoyance. 
                          
"I tried to have him get his shit out of my house and he starts screaming at me about trying to hook up with him again. So you know what? I'm returning his shit all of it myself." I snap and grab the jacket before throwing it into the box. 
                          
Derek helped me a bit but left after a few minutes since he got called into work on his day off. I had to call off today since I'm still in a horrible mood. 
                          
My phone rang and I answer on speaker. "What do you want?" I growl. 
                          
"Jason . . . It's Amelia." 
                          
I sigh and run a hand through my hair, sitting down. "Sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you. What is it?" I ask in a better tone. 
                          
"Mark wants to know if you're really not coming in." Amelia asked. 
                          
"I can't. Tell him I'll handle the issues at home." I grumble. 
                          
"Is there a certain reason why?" She asked and I lick my lips annoyed. I hate that she can tell when I'm not my usual self. My eyes looked over at the mirror and stared at the growing bruise. It was still light but it was definitely darker than yesterday.