It sent goosebumps on my arms.

I looked at him my gaze hardening every second that passed.

I was starting to hate him even more.

He moved a little backward and when he was about to switch on the lights I stood up faster than a lightening and stormed out of his room.

I was so tired of life.

Especially him.

Going in my room I dropped on the bed staring blankly at the white ceiling.

Was all this really worth it.

I wondered my mind going into a ...