Loneliness

Alicia’s POV

The car was silent and I tried to not fidget as I heard Cross’ finger tapping on the steering wheel as he drove the short distance to my apartment.

“So little girl,” Cross started up the conversation even though I didn’t want to hear a thing from him. I didn’t want to be here, I didn’t even want to remember he existed. “How has college been?”

“What does that have to do with you?” I blurted that out seemingly without care.

If he wasn’t going to hurt me then a little comment like that wouldn’t hurt me right?

I heard his chuckle which made me turn to look at him briefly.

“You have a sharp tongue when you know you’re not in danger, girl. You should watch yourself. You never know,” his Italian lilt gave me shivers, not because they reminded me of Mikael’s, but due to the underlying threat hiding beneath his words.

Watch yourself, or I will hurt you, he was basically saying.

How far away had I walked again? Weren’t we supposed to be teaching the apartment by now?

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