Anger is a Hell of a

The knot of cold in your stomach turns into a burning rage. "Fuck off." You shout. Both you and Fiona are taken aback by the hate in your tone. You push on knowing that if you stop now you just might break down."You have the nerve to say that after what you did Fiona." You slam your hand against the door. "You vile, demented, piece of shit."

Your chest is heaving, just seeing Fiona's face again is bring back memories. You bowed your head stopping you from looking through the peep hole. "Leave now, I never want to see your face again." Tears are starting to flow down your face. You manage one last scream, "You ****!"

You turn and run back to Chloe's room. You bundle up on her bed, curl up into a ball and start sobbing.