"I'm overlooking your blame game, because I'm in a rush and don't want our first fight as a couple to be over a machine. Let me check my hard drive, the rest can be replaced but if my hard drive is fucked then I'll probably be charged with murder after my fight tonight."
I snapped my head up and blinked but did as he asked - or told - and stepped aside. I watched as Dominic walked over to his Xbox. He covered his face with his hands and let out a puff of air into them that sounded dangerously close to a whimper.
"Um… Dominic-"
"What the hell did you do to her?" he cut me off.
I played with my fingers. "I told you, I fell on it."
"Ass first?" he asked.
I grunted. "Yeah."
He shook his head. "You're fucking lucky I love that phat ass otherwise I'd chop the thing clean off. It broke my Xbox, it actually broke it. Jesus Christ!"
I felt beyond offended for my arse!
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I tripped and fell!"
Dominic cut me a look. "Were you hurt? Is your hand injured further?"
I paused. "Well, no."
He grunted and laughed at the same time. "Right, I forgot, you landed ass first, and I doubt you would feel any impact on that ass."
Well, excuse the fuck out of me!
"I said sorry, what more do you want me to do?" I shouted.
He shook his head. "Nothin you can do, you cracked my hard drive and dented the body cover. It's ruined."
I felt bad and was very sorry, but I was still mad that he wasn't being the least bit understanding.
"Well, I'll take me fat arse out of here where it won't cause any more damage," I snapped and stormed over to collect my shoes.
Dominic rolled his eyes at me so I threw a heel at him, then screamed in anger when he caught it, which he found funny.
"Fine. Keep it, I don't even care, they are Branna's anyway," I snapped and stormed out of the room with my left shoe in my hand and Dominic on my heels.
"I don't know why you're even mad. I'm the one whose baby was just murdered by a phat ass crushing her!"
I turned around when I reached the bottom floor and attacked Dominic with my remaining high heel. He jumped backwards and watched my movements and when I swung for him again he grabbed my arms, and then spun me around so my back was to him and held my arms across my chest like an X. He was careful not to press on my injured hand though, which earned him a point or two.
"Yeah, and you said you wouldn't be able to hold your own against Micah. If you came at her like you do me, that bitch wouldn't have got a hit in!"
I hated him for bringing that fight up. Regardless of what he thought, I wouldn't win a fight with Micah. She was a kickboxer, and I was just someone who attacked her boyfriend when he got too lippy.
"I'm cheerin' for whoever you're fightin' tonight, you big bastard!" I grunted as I struggled to break free of Dominic's hold.
"If I hear anything other than Rampage or Dominic come out of your mouth tonight then your ass is mine when we get home!" he growled in my ear.
My arse would be his… what the fuck did that mean?
"Hey, don't threaten my baby sister with spankin's you little fucker," I heard Branna's voice snap, then Dominic's yelp in my ear making me wince.
"Hey, put me down right now. Ryder!" I watched as Ryder hauled Branna out of the house, tugging on her dress when it began to ride up.
Kane, Alec and Damien followed suit all laughing in our direction.
"Twenty bucks says she kicks his ass before they leave the house," Kane grinned over his shoulder at me and Dominic.
I growled, "It's twenty Euros not bucks. Eejit!"
Damien hollered with laughter as he closed the door behind himself and the lads. I huffed and puffed to break out of the arms caged around me, but when they wouldn't budge I gave in and sagged back into Dominic, who didn't move an inch.
"You finished with your temper tantrum, sweetie?" he asked, his tone annoyed.
I shrugged. "Give me a minute, I'll get an energy boost from somewhere and scratch your eyes out."
"As amusing as you being a batshit crazy bitch is, can you cut me some slack until after my fight? We can go fifty rounds of arguing, and you hitting me then. Okay?"
He made it sound like I abused him!
"No! Let me go. I'm not goin' to your poxy fight. I wanna go home, somewhere you and your stupid fightin' pit, or circle, or whatever that stupid thing is, won't be."
He let go of me, and I stumbled forward. "Fine, fuck off home then. I don't need this bullshit before a fight."
Him and his stupid bloody fight.
"Fuck you, you bloody gobshite!" I growled as I spun around to face him.
His eyes raked over my body in my tight fitting dress and he smirked. I glared at him so hard, holes should have appeared in his head. I turned and stormed out of the house - barefoot - and down the driveway and climbed into the back of the Jeep.
"Drop me home first, I'm not goin' to that stupid fight," I stated and kept my eyes straight ahead after I settled between Alec and Kane, who wouldn't even look at me after I spoke.
Dominic got into the Jeep and since he didn't have a seat, he half-shared with Damien. They were muttering the entire ride to my house, and it pissed me off because I heard Damien say things like 'tell her' and 'she has a right to know what you do' and it was freaking me out.