Skylee P.O.V
"THAT FREAKING CACTUS!" I whispered yelled as I looked at myself in the mirror. I had worn black jeans with a black crop-top, revealing a tiny part of my stomach. Paring it with black sneakers while my hair was tied up in a high tail. I was looking like a burglar ready to rob a bank.
Why the hell I even listened to him?
Why the hell I even slapped him!
Damn that stupid dare! How dare he even touched me with his dirty hands??? Why the hell I felt so... So... Compelled? When he touched me it felt as if, I melted like ice cream. Agrhhhh!!!!!! And I hate that feeling!
I picked the perfume bottle in an attempt to throw it on the floor but stopped midway. Because it would create noise and might happened to awake Asli and bodyguards. I still couldn't understand why the hell was
