Chapter 22 : It's Personal

Ferrah

The door of my room slammed shut and I turned to glare at the wood. Onyx had practically shoved me inside the second the door was open wide enough. I nearly lost my balance, but I managed to keep myself from crashing to the ground. I listened to his heavy footsteps as he stomped off like a petulant child.

I took a few deep breaths in an attempt to keep myself calm. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been this angry.

I walked to the desk and emptied my pockets carefully. Once the plants I had carefully collected were safely out of them, I threw myself down on the bed and shrieked into my pillow as loud as I could.

I heard one of the guards in the hallway exclaim at the sudden sound, but the door remained closed. I couldn’t care less what they thought. It wasn’t as if they were going to help me, so what good were they?

I screamed again and dug my fingernails into the pillow. I wanted to break something. I wanted to trash this entire stupid room, but it wouldn’t do an