Chapter 15

Zenia's POV 

I had not left the party. Instead, I was inside EJ's bedroom awaiting for him. I was not about to be crumbled and shattered when he hadn't heard my side of the story. 

I knew he was angry, his eyes said it all, but I needed to stand my ground, swallow up my fears, and be true to myself and him.

I sat at the edge of his bed, looking around his bedroom in satisfaction. Everything was neatly arranged and in order-- not a T-shirt on the bed or a book laying on the floor.

His bed felt so comfortable beneath me, I couldn't help it but lay myself back.

"What are you doing in here?" 

I flung myself up and saw his angry grey eyes staring at me. "I need to talk to you."

"Well, I don't wanna talk to you so you can leave."

"I'm not going anywhere until you hear me out."

"Zenia, I'm really not in a mood for this. I don't want to hear you out."

"You will listen to me! You will stand there and listen to everyth