In love with the Enemy
I yelled, my tone matching the anger that coursed through my veins,
"I said let's get the hell outta here!" I demanded, my tone higher than I had intended, the frustration that swelled in me, evident in my face as I spoke,
Missy smirked at me and ignited the engine without a word from her, which further made my blood boil, as I wished she had said something but she didn't,
As we drove on, I needed something to vent my anger on, everything in me directed my anger towards the glove box compartment, which I hit continuously with the same energy that flowed through my veins,
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