"Leave Jaxon. I don't have time for your crap right now." I said trying to close the door with one hand. His foot stopped the little crake from closing.

"Open the door." He said in his husky voice.

"No. Goodnight."

"Jordan. Unlock the door."

"No. I already know what you are going say. Blah blah...I told you not to go to the fight...blah blab...I told you this will happen blah blab."

His face didn't move a muscle. He face was as blank as a sheet of blank paper.

"Open the door."

"FOR WHAT!" I said throwing up my hands and holding the knife even harder till my knuckles were white.

"Open the door."

"FÛCKYOU." I said while slamming the door shut.

How dare he come to my door and demand me to open up. Fûck him. He's not a cop. Not a sexy cop. Fûck .

I walked back to the kitchen and placed the knife on the counter. I signed and ran my hand through my hair.

Unbelievable.

I walked towards the coffee maker and brewed some coffee because this night is to much.

"I told you to open the door Jordan." I jumped and spun around and to see Jaxon leaning on my kitchen counter.

"H-how did you get in?" I said while backing up to the counter and grabbing it with my hands.

"Does it matter?" He said while lifting a perfect eyebrow. "I told you to open the door yet you didn't. So I let myself in."

"GET OUT!"

"No. Why were you at my fight and at the shoot out?"

"WHY! GET OUT BEFORE I CALL THE COPS!"

"Oh sweetie. Call the cops. They won't do anything. They already know who I am. So...What were you doing there?"

I grabbed the knife again and had it by my side. He eyed it weird then looked back at my eyes."I said to get out."

"And I want to know why you were there."

"If I tell you would you leave?"

He didn't answer. He just stared at me like I'm a piece of meat.

I sighed in annoyance and rolled my eyes.

"Fine. I was at your fight because I told you I wanted to see a street fight. I finally saw one.

Then I was walking back home till two guys tried to rape me but I peppered sprayed their eyes and mouth. Then Landon showed up out of nowhere and we were walking towards the same direction. He walked towards an alley and he told me to go home but of course I didn't listen. So I followed were he went and then out of nowhere I hear gunshots and then people came out screaming. So I ran home. There you happy."

He didn't move. His face never changed. He stayed the same. Like he wasn't even there.

"Now leave. I told you what you wanted and now I want you to leave. So go." I said pointing to the door with the knife. He looked at the door then at the knife then back at my face.

He stood straighter and walked towards me. My body tensed. He was now in front of me and looking down at me.

He bent down till his face was centimeters away.

"Now I want you to stay away from me and the alley." He whispers husky.

"You can't tell me what to do."

He tilt his head to the side then smirked.

"I can easily kill you. You don't know my life and you don't know what I live for. And you don't know what I do. So I can easily kill you with this." Then out of the blue he pulled out a gun.

A fuckin gun.

My eyes grew huge and held the knife tighter.

"Get out." I hissed.

He smirked then place the gun next to my head.

"Now why would I want to leave?"

"Because it's my house and I'm kicking you out." Then I placed the knife on his stomach. He looked down and then looked back at me. His smirk grew bigger.

"Want to play that game?"

I didn't answer only pushed more pressure on his stomach. My face looked claimed but inside I was like a shaking chihuahua.

His next move was so fast that my mind didn't process it in time. He grabbed the knife and threw it across the room. He then moved his face back a little and I still looked clam. He tilt his head again and pressed more pressure on the side of my head. I still didn't move.

His next moved shocked me.

He pulled the trigger.

I jumped and closed my eyes tight and waited to fill the pain and die. But I didn't. I didn't feel anything. I slowly pulled my eyes open and see him smiling like a mad man.

He leaned down till his lips were next to ear.

"Oops. I had the safety on." He whispered.

He pulled back and stood straighter. He looked down at me and chuckled.

I grew furious. "WHY DIDNT YOU KILL ME?! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO PULLED THAT FÛCKIN STUNT?! YOU DIDNT HAVE THE BALLS TO KILL ME?!" I yelled and pushed him off me.

He stood there with amusement and while I rampage at how he didn't have the guts to kill me right there and then.

"Now, stay away from me and that alley." He said while poking my nose then leave without another word. I stood there stocked and then ran after him.

He was walking towards the stairs till I pulled his arm. He turned around and crossed his arms.

I punched him right in the nose. His head snapped to the left.

"Don't. Don't ever come in my house. Don't tell me what I can and what I can't do. You can't control my life. So shut the fuck up and just let me do what I want to DO!" I said giving him a push. "DONT EVER POINT A GUN AT ME EVER AGAIN!"

He looked down at me then fûckin pushed me till I was on the ground. He squatted down till he was eye level with me.

"Listen sweet heart. I give the orders here. I don't follow rules so why would I listen to you?"

I didn't say anything. I was still shock that he pushed a girl to the ground. And with that he walked down the stairs.

Fûck me.

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