Keya
“Hi,” I formed out the words from my mouth. He didn’t reply to me and instead turned his face away from me. A smile formed on my lips. “Aren’t you happy to see me?”
“Are you here to laugh at me? Go on and do that.” His words were sharp which indicated how pissed he was. That didn’t make me angry, instead, it excites me more. I watched as he glanced over the vanity mirror where his phone was sitting.
“Do you need me to help you with it?” I asked taking a step toward the vanity mirror but his words halted me. “I don’t need your help. Leave.” The way his jaw was clenched showed how much he was holding his anger back. However, my mission was to anger him so much that he’d admit to the pain that I knew was coursing through his body. His right hand was dressed in a cast.
“Why? I’m s
