"I said go away!" I scream my voice cracking slightly.
The handle rattles and for a second I think the person might actually listen and leave but instead the door slowly opens and as light from the hallway spills across the floor I push myself up on my elbows, irritated and exhausted at the same time.
"What part of go away was unclear..."
The words die in my throat because it isn't Zane standing in the doorway.
It's Aaron.
He steps inside slowly, closing the door behind him without making much noise.
His eyes immediately take in my face, seeing the tear stains, tje swollen eyes and the way I'm still half curled on the bed.
Neither of us says anything as I sit up slowly, brushing at my face with the sleeve of my shirt.
"What do you want!?" I ask.
The question comes out harder than I intended bt Aaron doesn't react to the tone though, he just leans casually against the wall near the door.
Not too close, giving me space.
I let out a tired breath and rub my forehead.
