The Biker's Claim
I bang the door behind me,the voice echoing in my mind,a reminder that you don't need to be too good to people.
My heart is racing, my chest tight with rage and hurt.I just need to get out, away from all of them. Deep down,I know Hera wouldn't appreciate my actions, telling me again that I need to compose and get a grip of my emotions. She always tells me that I need to learn how to control my anger but sometimes,I just can't help it.