Time With My Oppressor

Pascal left the sitting room and I was left leaning against the door while my mind ran through the possibility of pushing everyone away through my attitude or behavior? Was that even the case or was he trying to make me the Villain?

For all I know, I was everyone's prey.

Matt started knocking on the door again, calling my name as he made use of his hands. “Arianne, are you there?” his voice came intruding the thoughts in my head and without even realizing it, I yelled out.

“Arianne isn’t at home!” I slowly moved away from the door and had my stop at one of the cushion chairs that was near reached.

“Arianne open the door!” his voice came again, this time piercing through the door and covering the whole room.

“Hey! I said I’m not a’home!...” then, I thought, why was I even telling him I was not at home? When I didn't even want to see him to start with. “… what are you even doing here"

“I came to see you!” he added with a hard bang on the door, which got