Getting home, I was seated on the chair which faced our mirror directly. Prince had already called twice. His intentions were obvious. I mean, who calls a girl twice in just a small period just to say "hello"? I knew what he wanted, but I am not sure I was going to give it to him.
Though the room was buried in total silence my thoughts were loud, and I was not completely alone.
I wondered what Shade and Joshua would be doing. Maybe they are dangling on each other or, they are dancing, perhaps just talking?
"That fucker!" I stood up immediately, hollered at my reflection in the mirror and punched the wall so hard slightly missing the mirror which in turn really jacked up my joints and it's sore throughout the back of my hand.
The pains were much, I regretted ever biffing the wall but I wasn't ready to show any sign of pain.
