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Twelve

I can't wrap my head around the fact that Baxter hit me. That was uncalled for. I might have kissed Andre but that doesn't give him the right to just hit me like that.

I remember waking up in Baxter's bed alone in his house. I hurriedly get into my car and drive off. It's officially over between us. He doesn't need me to break it off with him to know that.

Opening my front door as fast as I can, I run in before I get spotted by anyone. I don't want people saying shit now. I have to use an ice pack to massage my cheeks that hurt like hell. Moving a little slow even for my own comfort, I clean myself up and apply a lot of make-up to cover up the bruise that was on my very pale skin. I put on a long-sleeved black turtle neck top to cover the bruises on my neck too. After debating for a while, I pick a very light brown knee-length skirt. I style my hair in a loose bun, I can't make it right because my scalp still hurts from all the pulling yesterday. I am in flats. I definitel
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