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I will lead you by the hair to pick it up for me,” he snarls.
    I laugh and take a slow sip of my beer and smile. “No!” My blood was starting to boil again, and I could feel it heating up my veins, my face.
    “Yes!”
    “No!”  I stand up ready to face whatever he threw at me, not concerned at whatever consequences would follow. Hell hath no fury like a scorned woman. And I was scorned.
    I start to laugh wickedly then walk over to the front door, grabbing more of his items and chunking them toward the bed of his truck. They land with a thud and spread throughout his truck bed.
    “What in the hell are you doing now, Ryann? Have you lost your fucking mind?”
    “I am assisting you in getting your shit and getting off my property.”
    “And why would you be doing that?”
    “Because you are a useless cheating bastard, and I am done. I should have done this months ago when I suspected you were fucking around and lying to me.”
    He had his arm propped up on the side of his truck and he smirks, watching me get worked up. He enjoyed my anger; he was just not so pleased with his items being destroyed.
    “You didn’t deserve me for the time we were together, you fat ugly bitch.”
    “Is that is all you got, you fuckwad? You wouldn’t be where you are today without your dad! You can’t even stand on your own two feet.”
    “At least, I have a father.”
    For a second, the wind was knocked out of me. I stood outraged—not by his words, but by his ignorant way to get the last jab. To hurt me where he thought he could. “Fuck you, Jake.” 
    He got the response out of me that he wanted to hit me below the belt. He was cognizant that he was pushing those buttons that would hurt … cut … He knew where I was weak, just as I did him.
    I scramble for all his items I had thrown on the ground previously and start to throw them at his truck. I looked a mess stumbling to get as much as I could in my arms to get him out of my sight. He disgusted me. I suddenly felt the need to slap him.  I wanted him off my property and out of my life now!
    “You look pathetic,” he snarls.
    As I throw more of his shit into his truck, he started to take them out, trying to make it clear that he wasn’t going anywhere by walking them to the front of the trailer. And that really got me hot. He thought he had the upper hand because I let him have it for the duration of our relationship.
    So I did what every reasonable woman would do … I started throwing it at his head until he got the point or got knocked out first.
    And he did eventually get the point. Maybe the boot that hit him in the temple made him understand the seriousness of the situation.
    He stood at his driver’s door getting ready to get in when he turned around and made one last comment.  I wasn’t sure what he was going to say, but his facial expression had mixed emotions. My head filled with doubt. Was I overreacting?
    “Tell me, Ry … what did it taste like sucking my dick that had just been in another woman a few hours earlier?” He smiled and got in his truck peeling out and then flicking me the bird.
    As he said those words I wanted to vomit. I was speechless. But then, I knew I was making the right decision.
    I sit down and watch him drive away, shocked but relieved I had done what I should have done far before then.
    You would think that helped the hurt, the wasted time, or my heart that I had sworn would be closed from now on. I would not let my heart get broken like that again. My heart wasn’t broken by a knife but by a jagged machete splitting it in two or possibly cutting it from my chest.
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    Trevor
    I met Leah, the woman who broke me, when I was fifteen. The minute I made eye contact with her, I knew she was the girl I would love forever. I didn’t think of anything other than when and how I could get her to be mine. She was new to Dripping Springs, and her father was attempting to take over an old farm that was on its last leg. I remember hearing