Chapter Eleven

Reina's Point of View

I felt like something hit me.

But that was overtided with all the fury waving over me like a storm.

Anger. Red.

His eyes were red and my fury matched his own.

He seems pretty engaged in a conversation with her as she twirled her own hair.

I may have just been angry but I had to act rationally and with my brain and not let my emotion interfere with my actions.

One thing that pa taught me.

I left.

I didn't care about him.

Not now. Not then. Not ever.

But there was a gut feeling down there.

Something telling me he was more than just a man I knew but something else.

Ignored.

I have to look out for myself.

That's how it has always been.

Myself before others. I learnt that the hard way.

I went to go outside.

He wants a reaction he isn't getting one.

Not from me anyway.

He claimed me and then left to get a lap dance from another women.

I had a cigarette in my hand puffing it aggressively while I was trying to find my car.

It wasn't there. Not where I parked it but