I was beyond frustrated. I didn’t even think that frustrated would have been the right word to use in the current circumstances, and I believe that everyone around me was able to pick up on the way that I was feeling, able to pick up on the unlaying anger that I was doing my very best to suppress. It didn’t take a genius to know why everyone had seemed to disappear whenever I was in the vicinity. They knew better than to stick around and risk being a victim in the event that I lashed out.
But that hadn’t happened yet, and even though I hadn’t gotten very far away from the phone call, I was already able to pick up on the effects that the phone call had had on me. My skin was slowly starting to lose its humane colour, tinging with more and more red with every second that ticked by. I knew
