Angel Face

Alaia's POV

As i walk out of the living room, i find Marco, Angelo, Martial and Ross in the Kitchen, deadly quiet. They must have been eavesdropping on our conversation, and now i feel even more stupid.

Without saying a word, i walk out of the apartment and into the elevator. Marco and Martial quickly join me but no one says a word for a while.

"Do you know if the girls are still at the club?" i ask Marco, thinking about joining them.

He clears his throat. "Yes, but its almost midnight now, don't you think it's better if you go home"

"The last thing i need right now is someone else bossing me around like am a kid. I can make my own decisions, or do you want me to get a permission slip from Nick allowing me stay up late?"

He doesn't respond, which makes me feel bad. I am being unfair to him when all he has been is good to me, but I don't know how else to act right now.

"Am sorry" i whisper.