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of ways to castrate me.  Instinctively, I turn my balls and manhood away from her.  Just in case.
    But when she starts rushing away, I'm yet again forced to follow, rushing my steps to keep pace.
    "Damn it, Raya!  Stop.  If you have me chasing you across campus they'll talk even more."
    "Then stop chasing me.  I'll just move out without calling your father."
    Fine.  If she wants to be a big baby, so be it.  I don't need this shit.  I've got my own issues to deal with, and none of it involves her.  This is for the best.  She shouldn't be living with me.  It's exactly what I wanted a week ago.
    Until the bruises...
    "Shit," I gasp when she nearly gets run over by a car.  My heart leaps into my throat as the horn blares, but she never even looks up.  I'm going to kick her ass.  That's it.  It's time to show her how to cool down.
    "She okay?" a guy asks.  I have no idea who he is.
    "She's fine.  She's just pissed that I got in a fight earlier because some prick said shit he shouldn't have.  She doesn't like me fighting," I lie, fueling the new rumor.  If they think she's mine, they'll start backing the fuck off.
    Furiously typing on my phone, I send a group message to my loyal partiers:
     
    Party Saturday.  My place.
     
    It's damn near impossible to keep my cool as I stalk toward my house, and I make it my mission not to tear down the front door.
    "Raya!" I yell while slamming the door behind me.
    She doesn't answer me, and I skip several steps as I rush up the staircase, ready to teach her a lesson.  The door starts to close, but I shove it open and send her staggering backwards to the floor.
    "You can't let them win.  If you do, you'll be their doormat for the rest of the year.  Possibly the rest of your college existence.  You're a freshman, so that's not going to work out so well for you."
    The tears on her face make me feel like a total jerk, but she has to toughen up.  There's no way around it.
    "Go to hell, Kade.  Maybe you shouldn't have told them to ridicule me if you didn't want your daddy to be pissed."
    She's trying to drive me crazy.  That's all there is to it.  She has no problem barking at me, but she cowers away from everyone else.
    She stays on the floor, refusing to meet my gaze as she wipes her nose and ignores her tears.
    I walk over to her bed and dump out her clothes, surprised to find she was only packing her old clothes instead of the nicer stuff she just got.  Then I turn my attention on the fuming girl on the ground.
    Tough love, Kade.  Don't back down.
    "Get your ass up and grow the hell up.  Get over it, Raya.  You're a poor girl who landed herself a spot in a rich house.  People are going to talk.  The only thing you can do is show them they're wrong.  I've already spread the word that there will be a party Saturday.  They'll start easing off you.  Show up, drink, have fun... be a normal teenage girl."
    She laughs humorlessly as her eyes glaze over with pure hatred.  She really does despise me, and I'm only trying to help.  I'm not the gentle life coach, I'm the get-your-ass-in-gear coach that is going to teach her to stand up for herself.
    "You're such an idiot.  I won't be here in five minutes, let alone on Saturday.  I'll live in the laundromat before I stay here for one more second."
    Again, she underestimates me.  She's so fearless with me.  Now to expand her ability to be that way with everyone.  First things first, I have to make her cool down and think rationally.
    I crack my neck to the side, grab her at the elbow, and jerk her up to start dragging her down to the pool.  A nice dunk should wake her up.
    I bite back a grin when she calls me several choice names, none of which really go well together.  Whoa.  Wait?  Did she just threaten my balls?  That's not cool.  We need boundaries.
    "What the hell are you doing?"
    "Keeping you from being a dumbass," I say simply.
    She sinks to the ground, trying to force me to stop my efforts, but she