111: Crisis

Dana

"What do you want, Rachel? What other threat are you going to make? Are you going to kill me for speaking up? Or what? It's always the same stupid promise to kill me, but you never do anything. Just do it already and end your stupid game. I'm tired of it," I challenged her. The hatred I felt for her was greater than the hatred I could feel for Demian. Rachel had the ability to make me hate her because she always found a way to bother me. But to the world, she was the perfect person, an angel, a great person, and incapable of hurting anyone.

"You must be upset," one of her heels tapped the floor in an irritating motion.

I knew my words had provoked her. I could see it in her eyes, but Rachel didn't lose control as I had intended.

"Upset? Because of your presence? Yes."

"No, because of what happened with your mother. I heard you had a fight with her and she left. Demian told me."

What need did Demian have to talk about my personal affairs? It was none of his business. It was disres