Tired
"LET ME--LET ME GO, NOAH!" I tried to pull my hand on his grip but he was too strong to hold on to me.
He dragged me outside of the bar and pinned me on the wall. He put his other hand on my side. He looked so pissed that I could see the madness in his eyes.
"Why are you there? And you're drinking with a fucking guy!" He's fuming mad.
That's because of you, idiot!
"I think that's far from your concern Mr. Clark," I gave him my coldest stare.
He looked shocked as he turn his eyes on me. He seemed like he didn't expect what I've said. But that's true. We're not even lovers or even family, why would he care?
I rolled my eyes and tried to walk away but he cornered me again.
My head started to burst in anger. He's so fucking persistent and I don't like it!
I don't wanna talk to him also!
"Tell me.." He begged. "Tell me what's wrong, baby.."