Someone is banging on the door like a madman, I look over to the guys and they share the same confusing look as me. It's three in the morning who the hell is this? I put the TV on mute and we get quiet.

"You're closer Vinny go get it." I say.

"Do we have a bat or something?" He ask standing up.

"Dude, it's seven of us in here." Austin puts down his beer bottle.

"Just let me be the one to die first I get it." Vincent mutters heading to the door, the banging still continuing. "Charles?" He looks through the peephole, before opening the door quickly.

We look at Chase and all the color drains from his face. Awww shit what the hell really happened up there? Charles walks in wearing those ridiculous rainbow pajamas and Homer Simpson slippers.

"Charles, why are you walking around like that? Jeez woman have som—"

"Shut up!" She snaps. I place my hand on my chest appalled and some of the guys snicker. Damn what the hell did I do?

She walks to Chase and slaps him right across the face. Damn damn damn.

"Whoa there firecracker," Vincent pulls her back. "What is going on?"

She looks around the room and we see her eyes are red and puffy.

"Oh don't act like none of you don't know what happened." She paces back and forth in front of the TV silently.

"Charles, let's go talk in my room." Chase speaks up and she laughs.

What the hell is going on? Nope, I've seen the scary movies and she definitely is giving off that vibe right now. She about to kill Chase or all of us.

"Oh no. We can talk out here. In front of everybody because they all each played a part into why you broke up with me."

The guys and I start to protest because we definitely had no parts of that shit. During our little get together Chase was contemplating if he should break up with her and we told him no. I should have known the asshole would drag us in this mess.

"Fuck sake Chase what did you do?" Tristan threw a pillow at him. "We said talk to her and clear the air not break up with her."

"Charles can we talk in the room?" He says again and we all say no.

"We are all apart of this shit now so you can talk in front of all us." Miguel takes a sip of his beer, his hands clenching the bottle.

"It's none of your business what I say to my fiancé." He says through gritted teeth.

"You broke up with me so me being your fiancé is dead." Looks at him briefly and then around the room. "Austin told me that all of you had a problem with me and wanted nothing to do with me anymore."

"Come the fuck on!" I look at Austin. "What the fuck?!"

"Charles, it wasn't like that. Austin probably didn't deliver the message of our conversation properly. We said we were done with your lies and Nancy Drew shit. We are supposed to be a family, but you are picking and choosing what to tell us." Vincent explains.

"So whatever else bullshit you heard from him—"

"That's exactly what a fucking told her." He throws his hands in the air.

"He did and I took it the same way I'm doing now. You guys are done."

"How are you getting that out of what we are telling you? Unless you plan on keeping up with the lies, Nancy Drew." Everett leans back against the chair.

"No, I was coming back to come clean about everything. I wanted to start over new." She looks to Chase, eyes watering. "But you decided to break up with me because...you're a dickhead and coward." She stops pacing. "Every relationship has it's ups and downs."

"Amen." I clap my hands. Finally, the backbone of Charlotte Withers is starting to blossom. "You tell him, girl."

"Dude, shut the fuck up." Austin chucks a pillow in my face.

"You tell me this relationship is toxic, but the only toxic I see in this room is you. You have the anger problems, you have control issues, you keep people at a distance until you are ready to let them in. You think you're this fantastic person and people are just supposed to just listen to what you say and deal with it. You think I'm going to mope around this, ha! Chase you have taught me many lessons and I thank you, but I won't be a fool waiting around for you." She is yelling at this point.

The room gets silent and we all look at Chase. He sits there and just stares at her. If this fool ain't retard I don't know. Charlotte storms out the apartment.

"My guy go after her." Vincent pulls him off the couch. "You are about to lose a good one if you don't."

"I'll screenshot my messages with Juju and send them to you. It should help." Everett pulls out his phone.

Chase grabs his phone and keys off the coffee table and exists the apartment.

"Alright, his much you guys wanna bet they are gonna fuck like wild rabbits tonight." Tristan grabs a slice of pizza.

"Have you no respect?" I look at him. "But I'm betting ten." I add.

"You two have a special seat in hell just waiting for you." Austin shakes his head, snatching the remote from me.