I couldn't stand it anymore.
My knees buckled and I fell to the ground.
I shut my eyes, pressed my palms to my ears and earnestly tried to block him out.
But his eyes still burned into my mind.
Tears were pounding at my eyelids but I didn't want to let them out.
I didn't want to show him I was weak.
But I couldn't.
And the tears came streaming down.
I just couldn't take it anymore.
Then I heard him laughing.
The b*stard.
He was enjoying this.
Then he crouched down and whispered in my ear in a very low dangerous tone.
"I didn't lose my parents, they were taken from me. Now do you feel my hurt?"
Then he ripped the door open and stormed out.
And yes, he actually ripped the door.
****
To hell with this.
To hell with him.
I'm done cryin
