Panic.
Anger.
Pain.
They are all sieved through me.
His flawless skin contrasted to the suit he was dressed in. The crispness of the material giving him an aura of a powerful figure.
"I-I just wanted to check on you"
I looked behind him. A flashy looking car was parked and several men in black suits surrounded it
"…"
I couldn't muster any word. I just stared like a fool.
I knew what he was doing…he's rubbing it in my face!
I seethed and flipped him off. Slamming the door and plummeting myself into my bed. Several yells of my name was heard but I tuned it all out and did what I did best.
I slept.
The buzzing of my phone woke me up. I stirred and saw streams of notifications. Numerous from an unknown number and one from Eudora.
Her message read
"Talk over coffee?"
I sent a thumbs up and opened the messages from the unknown number ofcourse…it was Faelan.
I blocked and deleted the messages. Tears threatened to spill again but I didn't give in.
I took a bath.
I ended up crying in the bathroom.
Slumped unto my bed after washing up. Then cried more.
Faelan felt like an outlet for all the pain I kept locked in.
I cried myself to sleep. And woke up to Aunt Dara shaking me and telling me to come out for dinner.