Rudy couldn't dare to turn around or even glance back. His soul had left his body, or so he thought.
His heartbeat grew louder than ever, and he felt like he was about to die. His legs gave out, and he nearly fell to his knees, but he managed to stand still.
"I am a good person, you said. I don't break promises, you said!" the voice yelled out loud as everything in the house started shaking.
"I am! I wasn't lying!" Rudy yelled back, but not because of anger or fear; he yelled back because his voice was getting overlapped by the noise.
"Lies! You promised you wouldn't come into this house again, yet you came back again just five minutes later! I shouldn't have let you go!"
"I just came back to take my bag! It's your fault in the first place! If you had thrown me out with the bag, I would have run straight home!"
Suddenly, everything stopped shaking. Then, footsteps approached Rudy and stopped right behind him.
"What did you say?" the voice asked from his shoulders.
