“Tyler … please-” He pushed me away, not listening to me.
“Go.” He ordered and leaned on the wall, lighting up his cigarette.
I stood there motionless, crushed under the weight of his words which made my heart burst anytime from apprehension.
“Go.” He repeated, I stumbled back and ran to the bathroom.
I took a few deep breaths and washed my face, I changed my clothes, applied makeup to build a facade.
While Tyler continued to watch me from behind and my hands were trembling by his presence. I tried to apply my lipstick but couldn’t.
He sighed and came closer, my breath hitched, I quickly turned to him, He took the lipstick from me and grabbed my jaw without a warning.
I shivered ferociously, panting at the effect of his presence, He began to apply the lipstick while warning me.
