She was in an elevator, going up. From the interior, it looked pretty fancy so she guessed she was in someplace nice. It dinged and opened. Her legs seemed to know the way as they led her down the hall and into an office. Just as she was about to enter she had loud moaning noises. She was puzzled. What was happening? But currently, the fury that she was feeling in her veins overpowered every emotion. She stormed in and just as their faces got clearer she felt someone tap her awake. She woke up ready to bite whoever's head off for cutting that dream off. All the words died on her tongue when she saw Jayden's face over her face riddled with worry and her dad not so far behind him.
"Give me your phone," She demanded in a raspy voice.
"What?" he looked puzzled just recovering from the worry.
Jiaye leaned a bit closer to him and whispered harshly in his ear, "give me your fucking phone!" She could somehow still feel the anger in her veins, so bad, her hands were shaking.
