MAURICE'S POV
I reached Lucy's room and tried to get inside. I turned the knob but was met with resistance. She had locked herself in and I was certain she was crying.
I sighed tiredly knowing that it was going to be hard comforting her. I took a deep breath and braced myself. Gently I knocked on her door.
"Lucy." I called out to her softly.
I scrunch my face as my gentleness is met with a high pitch hostility.
"Get out! I don't want to talk to you!" Her sobbing voice muffled by the confines of the room screamed at me.
I hear a thud and then a clashing sound behind the door. I knew Lucy had thrown something against the door. It was probably the flower vase by her bed stand and the pieces would be laying on the floor in the room.
"Lucy please, don't be like this." I pleaded knowing v
