I must’ve been in the shower for a good fifteen minutes when I heard yelling erupting from somewhere in the house.

I quickly turned off the shower and grabbed a towel. I didn’t bother to dry off I just wanted to make sure Spencer was okay. I walked down the hallway and to the stairs. That’s when I spotted Shelby yelling at Spencer. She was obviously pissed. Every word she said to Spencer made me hate her more.

“What the hell was that Spencer?! What are you doing with her?!”

“Shelby, come on. We slept in the same room it’s not like we slept in the same bed!”

“That’s not the point Spencer and you know it! Here comes the one girl in your past that you loved. Full on, full fledged, LOVED!  And you expect me to not worry?! I guess you really are a dumbass!”

I couldn’t take it anymore. If Spencer wasn’t going to defend herself to this bitch then I would, “She’s not a dumbass, but obviously you are.”

“Who the fuck asked you?!”

“Nobody did.” I walked down the stairs in my towel, dripping wet, “But this is my God damn house and if you are going to speak to her that way then you’d better get the hell out!”

She sneered her nose at me, “Who’s going to make me? Spencer? Please, she wouldn’t even try.”

“Trust me, I wont make Spencer kick you out when I can have more fun making you eat your teeth.” I got in her face, which was easy because she was shorter than I was.

“Like I’m going to listen to a song writing slut.”

Right when I was getting ready to ball my fists and take a swing Shelby was already getting the shit knocked out of her. I looked to my right, Spencer stood beside me. She had just knocked out her girlfriend. Shelby stood up from the floor, holding her jaw, “To hell with both of you. I don’t need this shit. Come by and get your fucking things Spencer, we’re through.”

Spencer gave her a smart-ass grin, “Wonderful.”

Shelby grabbed the door handle, opened the door, and left. I looked at Spencer and started laughing. That was until Spencer grabbed her hand in pain. I took her hand in both of mine, examining it. Two of her knuckles were bruised, “Ouch Spence, we should put some ice on these. Why’d you punch her anyway? I was getting ready to save you the trouble.”