"GET OUT!" I yell at the unseen figure, hurriedly washing the lather on my face with one hand, the other still concealing my privates. The door doesn't make a sound to indicate that the person had left so I try to turn around and cover my butt but I lose my balance and fall backwards.
I shut my eyes and wait for the impact of the fall but it never comes as strong hands catches me before I can land on my butt.
I push the hands away, lifting myself up and allowing my palm collide with their cheek in a painful slap.
"HOW DARE YOU?" I yell at him.
Immediately, my palm move up to cover my mouth in shock as I realise who I had just slapped.
Mira's hand rests on her cheek, her eyes blazing angrily as she stares at me.
A stinging pain attacks my eye, the impact causing me to fall on my butt.
I look at her with rage as she drags me up by the hair.
"How dare you lay your filthy hands on me?" She asks.
