ZOEY'S POV
I looked at Roy as he got his lighter from his pants pockets and I just realised he was in his sweatshirts and sweatpants, all black. He then got a packet of cigarettes and took one from the packet then he started smoking.
Since I couldn't explain how good felt, we stayed silent. I didn't know if his silence meant he was still waiting for an answer from me.
He looked at me blowing the smoke towards me and I had to hold my breath not to inhale the smoke." Why did you slap me doll face? And don't tell me how it's a good thing because I don't understand how it is. Nobody has ever laid hands on my face or my body, who the f**k are you?" he asked and I looked away to inhale fresh air.
"I said I'm sorry," I said.
"Yeah I heard you, but I want an explanation of why you laid your s
