Just Mazaya part 3

"Hi." I whispered. I couldn't escape him. He followed me here even though I made it clear I wasn't accepting being number anything. It was just me or nothing at all. I was not sharing.

"Are you done throwing your tantrum?" He asked not at all beating around the bush. My grip on the glass tightened as I tried to hold in my anger.

"We are done, this was not a tantrum." I gritted out. I didn't just throw a tantrum. He betrayed me.

"Hmmm. I thought if I gave you some time you would realize that you need me like I need you." He sighed. He didn't need me. He wanted me and I was something he could no longer have. I had to stand strong. I refused to share. It was like somehow I got this strength that I didn't know was there.

"I'm not a toy Alexander. You don't own me. We are done so just be on your way. This is the one thing you can't control your highness." I mocked though gritted teeth. He smirked and It seemed like I spoke alittle to loud because a few gasps could be hear