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He started screaming that he was hungry, jumped off the couch, slung stuff around his room and yelled some more.

I told him to calm down and he said something about me being passive-aggressive.

I tried to leave. He locked the door and stood in front of it.

I told him I wanted to go home.

He yelled at me to "Just talk to him."

So I yelled back, "You can eat a sandwich at my house," as loudly as I could.

Then he unlocked his door and shoved me into the door frame. I guess he was trying to shove me outside. I slapped him in the face while he was shoving me.

He said, "Leave," and I said, "Don't shove me."

Then I left.

At about three in the morning he texted me, telling me he was sorry and that he knew he fucked up.

Today he texted me and said he hoped I had a good day.

We haven't spoken.

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Brandi Wells is a student at Georgia Southern University, soon to graduate with a BA in Writing and Linguistcs. Her poetry can be found in The Foliate Oak and Zygote in My Coffee.

posted 04.29.08.

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