I return to his place after having been there a few hours ago.
As per the fact that I can't say no and that I do not have any other choice but to just act in accordance to whatever he says… I came back.
I call for a taxi to ride, so I could go to his place like a wind and use my allowance which came from my parents for the fare.
Not only that, but I can't believe that I'm spending the money that my parents worked hard for on some person who all does is to give me a hard time.
For the time being, I realize that I forgot to bring my wallet with me because I was in so much hurry, but then I'm glad that I have some coins left in my pocket.
As I press on the doorbell, “Why did even I come back to this hell again?” I hesitate and catch my face with my palm.
Me being like a cat on hot bric
