Men often hate strong women.“Dummy.” Lucian said.“What ... was ... That ... face ... for?” He asked breathing heavily.“Are you going to leav... me now?” She was trembling, as several scenarios rushed through her mind.“Why?” He moved closer gently moving her legs onto his lap.She looked in his eyes. She saw genuine confusion. “I beat you up.” She simple said.“So? You. Are. Strong.” He simply said through gritted teeth.She could only jump on him, forgetting about his pain until he screamed and. My shoulders slumped as I hastily walked down the stairs and grabbed my cell phone off the table and threw open my DVD case. The small boxes fell out all over the floor, but I didn't give a shit about them, what I wanted was the small zip-lock bag in the back of the case, I grabbed it roughly and shoved it into my pocket with my MP3 Player. Having tolerated all I could of being in the apartment I stormed out, slamming the door behind me and tearing my car keys from my jacket.The car ride was. .. I'm sorry, I should've cleaned up ... for you. And for Jack, of course." Charlotte licked her lips nervously. "But I, uh, I didn't go home yesterday. I couldn't, Em, I couldn't ... I wasn't allowed."Emily gave Charlotte a quizzical look. "Excuse me?" she asked. "That doesn't make any sense, you dumb bitch ... care to explain yourself?" Oh, absolutely," Charlotte said, nodding agreeably. "You see, Jack ... he just barged into your brother Todd's room yesterday afternoon, while Todd was, uh,. "I understand." He has his phone, he'll call ... eventually." Eddie took her in his arms and hugged her tight."Margo," he said softly in her ear, "he's very close to having what I think Dr. Lowenstein would classify as a mental breakdown. Please don't push this."She hugged him back, fiercely."I won't, Eddie. But none of us are in much better shape." Kelly," Margo said, "you're doing a fine job with our logistics. Now I have things to do as executrix of Minerva's estate, and I'm afraid you're.