I can't believe he just left me like that! After I said the words he needed to hear.
Unbelieveable. That nasty piece of walking ice! Everything that breathes inside him is made of it!
I fucking messed up. I shouldn't have caved. I ceased pacing and sat back down when my head spun and a small migraine formed. I looked at the clock on the wall.
It was late, and I was not a bit sleepy. I'm frustrated to the brim, and staying here all by myself wasn't helping. Tori had to leave for something important and told me she would be back first thing in the morning.
I rose to my feet and walked to the frameless floor mirror to adjust my glasses and my long-sleeved pajama shirt.
I walked to the door and opened it, poking my head first to look.
"Where are the men?" I said, stepping out fully to observe the plain corridor.
"Guarding the premise."
I jumped at the voice and turned to my left to see a man in a red suit, legs crossed, and a cigar between his lips.
