Amelia
I unlock the door, but before I open it someone comes up behind me. I hear their footfalls heading my way. I jump and whirl around, my back slamming against the door. It's Aaron, wearing a black sweatshirt. If I hadn't seen that man's face, I would've thought he rose from the dead. He was dressed exactly like this. I hit him with my handbag. "You scared me!"
"Just open up. I've been here for two hours waiting for you. Where the f**k were you this whole time?"
I frown. He's controlling me now, is that it? "At work, there was a meeting. Where else would I be? I don't have any friends here, I never go out."
He ignores what I've said. "Where the f**k is Devon?"
I'm caught off-guard by his question. "Why would I know? I told you I didn't know where he was." We scurry inside and
