Laurel's father's POV
I just stood there at the entrance of my bathroom as I watch two friends who were best friend swear, curse and beat themselves in my bedroom but I was thankful to lock the kitchen cause one was trying to go in there and take one or two things.
Seeing it's locked, she went back and continue their fight while I took my dress, got dress and take my power bike keys out. I let them there and went to lounge at an hotel for three good days while the News of what's happening there was reaching me where I am flexing with another set of girls.
I didn't really know how they left my home but after the third day, I met my room scattered and disarranged with different broken things. I was so angry that when I left for our next shoot that day, I had them begging me while promising to pay back for the things that was damaged in my house.
