"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I asked Nikolai again after getting myself to relax at the sight of the blood. I treated Derrick as best as I could. Although the hospital would be a better option he insisted otherwise, saying a broken nose was the least of the things he was thinking about.
"I lost control," Nikolai said, huffing as he woke up from his seat and made his way into my kitchen. IN MY KITCHEN.
"What do you think you are doing?" I asked as I followed him behind.
"Getting myself a drink." He said and poured himself a glass of wine into my coffee mug. The audacity that he had and the way he was moving around my house as though he owned it. He hasn't been invited for heaven's sake.
"You need to go. You are trespassing." I said, finally done with his crap.
"I am not leav
