I was pissed would be so wrong to say because all I wanted to do was go kill bill all over the place and destroy everything in the line of sight. And no, I wasn't pissed, no, not at all pissed because lividly furious would be much more appropriate.
I was sitting on the chair with my face in my hands.
Why me, God? Why me?
I heard the scraping of the chair against the ground beside mine yet I didn't look up. I didn't have to. But there wasn't any other way out of this except to get over with it.
So sighing out loud, I turned to face him with a cold glare, still not being able to digest the fact that he had volunteered.
"Let's get over with it," I said in a stern voice making him look at me coolly before giving me a nod.
"But he volunteered," Mrs Veronicas had stated leaving in complete
