When we got home I slammed the car door pissed, I don’t care if it was expensive I was in a bad mood and if it’s damaged that’s not my problem. I stomped all the way to the bedroom and got ready to slam the bedroom door in his face but he stormed in right as I was about to. I glared at him and could see a mixture of differnet emotions in his beautiful grey eyes that I almost forgot what I was mad about.
“ Hailey you need to calm down and let’s talk about this like two grown adults instead of you throwing a temper tantrum like a child.” He said and I curled my good hand into a fist getting ready to pound his handsome face in.
“ I’m acting like a child!? Maybe you are mistaking me for your plastic Barbie b***h!” I shouted getting angrier and angrier. He had such a nerve to call me a chil
