I was already being bothered by Xavion’s words. I rolled on the other side of my bed as I let out a frustrated groan. Why is he inside my head now?
I buried my face on the pillow and screamed. I have never felt like this before. But I can’t be bothered. I shouldn’t be bothered. Why would I be bothered? He must have not meant it.
“Anjelina, are you not going to eat?” Teresa asked me when she knocked on my door. “Your parents are on their way home…”
I sighed. “I’ll be down in a minute,” I replied. I am not really hungry because of what I am stressing about right now. However, I don’t want all of Teresa’s efforts to go to waste. She cooked for me the whole week and the worst thing that I could do to her is to not eat the food that she fixed for me.
I dragged my feet out of my bed and w
