Terry dropped me back to Ace's house.
I locked my door and sat in my room watching movies for the rest of the day. It had turned 12 am and Ace still wasn't home; He was probably still mad. I'm not angry at him, I don't think I ever was. I think I was shocked and afraid of him for a moment.
My eyes were struggling to stay open as I watched the movie. I was woken up by a knock on my door before I paused the film and sat in my bed.
"Angela" Ace muttered sounding like he was almost scared to say my name. I didn't reply. "Can you open the door?" He asked, his tone was softer than usual. I slowly wandered over to the door. I assume he was able to tell I had come over due to my light footsteps approaching the door. "Are you still angry?" I questioned him, probably sounding tired. "No" he mumbl
