Hospital

"I don't see what that has to do with you." It was like that. I didn't understand why he kept trying to interfere anyway.

He eyed me again. His eyes flew over every inch of my body until they caught on my face. "Where's Nick?"

"He's getting dressed."

"That's ... are you actually left by all good spirits ?!" he suddenly yelled at me. “This isn't a brothel! I told you to stay away from him! If I had known that you are such a cheap slut ... "

"Be careful what you say," I growled in between.

"Why should I? Only little sluts can be pounded after such a short time! Pack your things and get out of here! You will never set foot in this apartment again, do you understand ?! "

"I'm not a slut," I said, my eyes fixed on him. I didn't want to admit it, but that he thought something like that hurt me.

"Oh no?" He marched through the kitchen and loomed over me. "What would you call it then? You've known Nick for less than a week and you end u