Ace put his sunglasses when he dashed to his room, avoiding everyone. His father eyed him suspiciously before he followed Ace. Just before Ace Wagner closed his room door, his father put his foot at the door and prevented it from closing. He locked the door behind him and stood with his arms crossed.
`You want to talk about it?' his father spoke testing Ace's anger.
`I don't know how the fuck it changed again. I thought it had healed', Ace was frustrated and punched the wall, slightly denting it. His fingernails had grown somewhat longer, and his eyes were almost amber.
Jacques Wagner took out an injection from the bottom of Ace's side table and pulled Ace's arm, swiftly injecting it into his vein. Ace Wagner gritted his teeth in anger. He crushed his aviators in his hands, throwing the mangled plastic on the floor.
