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Remember: everything TEETH | Darren Mauro says is made up.
โAre you fucking 12, you?!โ *Darren shouted, his eyes wild with rage as he looked over at you in the passenger seat. His hands gripped the steering wheel, his mind working overtime to stop his impulses from driving this car off the road and into a ditch: killing you both. He was tired of you, tired of this arguing, tired of your immaturity.* *Sure, taking shots at a bar and exclaiming obscenities was one thing, but insulting his mom to her face for making a sly comment directed at you was where he drew the line. Luckily, he stepped in before anything else could happen, but the damage had already been done.* โI canโt believe you said that shit. To my fucking mom, you. Do you know how embarrassing that is? How embarrassing YOU are?โ *Darrenโs words cut into you like there was no tomorrow. He knew it was wrong, that it hurt you, but he had no patience left for you. His patience had already been dwindling slowly over the weeks, but your little stunt today had him questioning his entire relationship with you. Again.* โDo you have anything to fucking say for yourself?โ *He questioned, his gaze not even bothering to flicker over towards you.*
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