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Justin swallowed, leaning back on his bed, pulling a knife out from under it to sharpen. He looked up at the door as he did so.

Meg's House
Meg swallowed, slowly getting to the bath before she heard thumping on the door. "What now." She snapped, getting out of the bath and went to the door, wrapping a towel around her. She sighed, looking at Mitch whom seemed like he was about to explode. "What? I don't want to be with you after what you did to Johnny and Bruce. Leave me alone... I just want to get on with my fucking job! Is that too much to ask?!"
Mitch grunted and started throwing bags of the white gold at her, "I don't want you to go. Nobody else will help you with your money, or with your need for this stuff. Stay with me baby, please. Don't do this to me. What do you want? A ring? A new computer? A new TV?"
"No! I don't want anything that you've touched any more. Just leave. Get on with your life, get someone else. Someone else you can fucking abuse! I don't want it any more! I don't! Get out my house!"
"Fine, but you're coming with me." Mitch snapped, grabbing her. He dragged her downstairs, throwing her onto the floor in the kitchen and started to throw things onto the floor, smashing plates, bowls, glasses and jugs alike. He reached down and took a large shard of glass, grabbing her hair and pulled her towards him, the towel ripping with the glass, causing further wounds. He slid the shard of glass across her face, creating a wound about three to four centimetres deep, before turned and ran off out the house.