"What the f**k is she doing here" i ask mom angrily
"Please have a seat my dear" my mom says calmly and i can't help but feel like she's trying my patience, Barry is just watching keenly and i feel like he should say something, Melanie is here seated not even hours after tarnishing my name, she's here shamelessly to make me angry even more than i already
"Mom I'm not having a seat unless you tell me what this b***h is doing here, she's the reason I've been stuck out all day to clear up her already made mess" i half shout and mom shushes me
"Stop! And mind your language please I'm your mother"
"Of course i know that, mother! But you should know how I feel if you bring these kind of people in the house"
"That's why I asked you to have a seat, this is not my problem, but your problem so
