"Let's move to the next point —", he trailed off, his voice very low and inaudible. If he wasn't standing close to me, I wouldn't have heard him.
His hold tight and firm blocked my way to get away from him, I gulped visibly at his stance.
"Do not ever order me around, you are not the owner of this house, I am, this place is mine, the floor is mine and even the bed is mine. Everything here belongs to me".
"You're just like trash that I've brought from outside for a few days, so keep the sympathy, waste the resources, use this room and dirty my shirt but I'm warning you, do not ever order me around again or you won't like what I would do to you…"
His words that were left unspoken were obviously not going to be pleasant, his voice was deadly and his words were final but my mouth didn't understand that and opened of it's own accord.
