ZOEY'S POV
I kicked Ethan hard before his lips could fall on my neck. "What the hell is wrong with you? Can't you just let me be at peace? You want me to see what devil you can be if I refuse your advances, right? Well, I have seen it. So sinister of you. I'm scared." I yelled at him and pushed him away then stormed out of the room in anger without caring if he was in my room or not.
He can f*****g die there for all I care. He is an idiotic molester who doesn't understand the meaning of hands-off. What did he expect me to say? I'm glad you have me in my mind. I'm touched. Such an i***t.
I picked up the brush and the pails and was about to fetch water into them in order to clean the house when I saw Veronica.
Veronica had such an expression I couldn't understand, well, I don't even want
