What the hell do you want?

"OPEN THOSE DAMN DOORS BEFORE I WILL KICK THEM OPEN!"

Rather than welcoming the peace and quiet that my shack was supposed to offer, we were welcomed by shouting and loud banging on the doors. 

Frankly speaking, I could easily recognize the voice that came from the other side of the closed doors. I grew up hating it to the bone, after all! And my reaction to this voice was pretty much instinctive too. 

With a huge frown appearing on my lips, I gently pushed Fay away, out of the field of vision of whoever would stand at the entrance once the doors would give in. 

"I'm sorry, but give me just a minute to solve it," I spoke in a pleading tone to the confused girl, while simultaneously pulling out the phone from my pocket and dialing one of the very few numbers that I've saved on it.