Fucking stupid cunt twat bitch whore again. You have kept the peace for weeks. All along she has kept her verbal elbows in you. Seeing your silence and compliance and weakness to be exploited. You see now that this has all gone too far. You have to take drastic measures to set the balance right. You rear back and slap her hard. The slap heard round the house it came to be called. Half dressed house mates hurrying over to watch what happens. She punches you in the gut. You fold over with a whining fart and a whoosh as the wind is knocked out of you. She slaps you twice and tells a couple of the bigger boys of the house to escort you out of there. You are dragged out. All your belongings that no one wants are tossed out the window. Queen bitch screams from above you can live in the shed as long as you keep the garden going and the lawn mowed.
Your prospects are not good. You are going to have to settle for the shed for now. You begin moving in. Packing the place with your meager remaining belongings. The rest has been taken by the "House people". And you a original founder left out in the yard. At least its spring time.