Chapter 5

Bree's POV

It was early in the morning as I explosively washed my own plate at the sink. My blood was still boiling as our conversations from last night kept repeating in my head.

"I can't believe you! Did you really think I'm a prostitute? That you can just buy me with your money?" I really feel humiliated by him.

"No, But if that's the only way to have you, why not?" His voice was so calm like flowing water on the river which made me more angry.

"You're ridiculous!" The only words I said before going out of his car and hardly slamming the door.

Just thinking of it gives me a total headache.

"I think the same feather flocks together are real," I mumbles while I was still angrily washing at my plates.

"Hey there! You're so noisy! Shut it! Can't you see I'm sleeping?" The woman from the upper part of the bunk shouted.

"Sorry!" I shouted back. I can hear her sighed as she covers herself with her blanket. I carefully placed my plates on the cupboard.

After that I tiptoed back to the lo