LISA
I feel like shit as I hear someone knocking on the door. Who the hell can that be? I slowly make my way to the door and then they knock again. I immediately feel angry and then I say halfway there.
"I am coming! God!"
With every step that I take, it feels like someone is hitting me with a hammer on my head. I know that I brought this hangover over myself but I just feel angry. Yesterday, I had no feelings, and no it feels like I only have one feeling and that is anger. I finally get to the door and open it. I see my dad on the other side looking like he has seen a ghost. He pushes past me and then looks in the room as if he is looking for someone.
"Are you okay?!"
I am so tired of that question and I fold my arms, saying with a frown on my face.
"Yes! Dad! How many times do you want me to say it to you?!"
He turns around and then looks me up and down. His face changes into concern and he walks a few steps closer to me.
