Loving two people at the same time is dangerous

Cassandra's POV

Hasn't Darla got any sense of time?

My tapping foot on the floor asks me. She's awful with people, but that also means she is not in the position to face me as of now. As I was just about to leave, three shadows of heads with styled hair and one walking in the front is caught in front of me. Rolling my eyes, I lean against the wall— one foot flat against it and folded.

"You're awful with time." I look at my watch and say.

"And you're awful with your personality change. Is it true that—" Her words take a pause. My squinting eyes make her shake her head off the topic. I was yet, still curious.

"Would you like to have a punch of my fist before your start speaking?" Unprovoked, Darla and her minions enter rage mode while I scoff.

"Careful, Darla. Your insecurities are showing." It was merely useful to rile her up in this situation. She and her minion would beat me up and in the worst-case scenario— throw me out of the building. I wouldn't risk my life, so I sigh and say.