“Matt! Let me in. I need to speak with you.” Lila screamed from outside.
Matt was in the living room, a few steps away from the door, sat on his couch, his hands supporting his chin, lost in his sadness.
“Matt! I know you're in there, I saw you get in a few minutes ago. You can escape me. Open this freaking door!”
Lila stood outside his door, knocking so loudly and with great force that Matt believed she would break his door.
But she wasn't that strong, he told himself. He was safe.
Besides, he had other things crowding his mind. Like the rejection he just faced at Emily's place.
The way she walked him out of her home and how she grabbed a knife to threaten him.
Not that he thought she would use it.
But Matt thought of how heartbroken Emily must have been to have drawn a weapon on
