Chapter 17

Zenia's POV

His words stung.

His words stung like a swarm of bees attacking you with their stringers because you've destroyed their beehive.?

I silently cried as I got into a cab and took out my phone to message my sister through my pouring tears and the tormenting chest pain.

Me:?Can you plz come over. I need u.

Big Sister:?Where r u now?

Me:?Cab. Omw home.

Big Sister:?OK. I'll see u soon.

I placed my palm on the security scanner before walking into the door. I flopped down on the chair, wiping away the tears which kept on coming.

My chest ached like if a ton of weight was pressing against it.

My breath shortened and I thought I was in a horror movie, being suffocated by the killer with a pillow over my face.

My lips quivered and I anxiously stared at the door, waiting for it to burst open and reveal my sister. She was the only person who actually knew how to comfort me. A sisterhood indeed.