I’m freaking out! (172)

The second time I opened my eyes, I met a rather odd sight. Right at the edge of what I assumed was my bed, someone sat still.

My eyes traced from the brown jeans to the tied messy brown hair before I locked eyes with her. Her eyes held such emotion that could send shivers down anyone’s spine. Yet for some reason, I found myself grinning ear to ear and I could see it.

I could see she was irritated.

“This is what you wanted right?” She spat in a menacing tone that was soaked with frustration, I rolled my eyes at her approach, the animal beneath her perfect exterior was banging on the walls to be open.

I tsked at her obvious displeasure. “Don’t tell me...” I began and matched her gaze, “That you can’t even swallow your bitter pill?” I spat at her, my voice was hoarse and I felt weak, but I knew I had to muster the strength to stand up to this woman no matter what.

“I treated you with nothing but kindness.” She gritted out with pained eyes.

“You ruined my life from the day I was born.”