Elena
I knew there was trouble in the air even before I woke up. So when I sat up and saw Kenith leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, staring at me, I swallowed in fear.
How long had I been unconscious, and had he been watching me the whole time? It was creepy.
"It's about time," Kenith hinted, hinting at my awakening. He pushed himself away from the wall and stood up straight, hands in his pockets, asking, "Did you sleep well?"
I didn't say anything yet; my gaze was enough to put a bullet in his forehead, if that were possible.
"Oh, don't look at me like I'm the bad guy here!" He pointed at me. "I gave you everything! I made you comfortable! I made you feel at home, and how did you repay me? You ran away!"
"This is not my home!" I snapped back, raising my voice. “T
