One Hundred And Fourteen

Zyrielle's POV.

"I'll be outside!" Brenda quipped before walking out of the office and slamming the door in an undignified manner.

The room lulled, "What was he doing here?" Rain inquired from me. His nose flared in anger as the words poured out of his mouth.

"I don't think you should care about that," I mumbled out.

"Are you kidding me right now?" He inquired from me but that was the least of my worries. "You don't think that I would be worried about you? Worried about my nephew coming here after warning him not to? He could harm you!" He slammed his hand against my desk and I jumped.

I fixed him with a blithe stare. "Do you want to kill me?" I inquired from him.

"I could leave if you want to express your anger," I added before picking up my bags. It wasn't as though I had much inspiration anyway.

"You going nowhere till we are done with this conversation."

Now he was getting on my last nerve. "I don't want to have any arguments with you. I just want to take a nap and forget th