Clara took a step back, she ran closer to the door but Emma had it shut against her. She could feel her heart racing against her chest. She turned to the right and then to the right, panic surging through her.
“Lyra, what is happening?” She screamed at the top of her voice, “Why is this b***h looking at me that way?”
“Emma just stop, already. She's not worth your time,” Lyra pleaded hoping that Emma would listen to her but to her surprise, Emma smirked in mischief.
“So,” Emma started, moving slowly towards Clara. “You're the b***h who gets my friend all worked up around here. It's nice to meet you, Clara,” Emma flashed a mischievous smirk, her eyes widened and solely fixed on Clara.
“I don't know you and I do not want to know you. You're crazy,” Clara yelled into her face and spat o
