Brianna

“Leave, I am serious Callan. I can't do this, go figure your shit out with Hannah.”  I was leaning against the door and I could already feel the stupid tears emerging.

“There is no shit with Hannah I don't fucking care about her.” He spat.

“Well, you had no problem cuming inside her. She is probably pregnant with your child, so maybe you should start caring, assholes. Go the fuck away!” I shouted, kicking at the door before bounding into the bathroom. I grabbed a tissue and tried to muffle my crying but I couldn't stop it from coming.

I heard Callan yelling words back to what I said...