"What do you mean you aren't gonna sleep here?" He asked with a look of worry and confusion and I also hinted a bit of anger. "Where else will you sleep?"
I leveled my gaze, biting my bottom lip. I shouldn't have said that out loud and I shouldn't have brought this up, but I can't ignore the feeling within me like a fresh wound was reopened and the mark was stinging so badly that fueled my emotions further. My mind was circling with thoughts and the talk of that day felt like yesterday and made my feelings fresher.
"Emma"
"I don't want to, okay?!" I snapped at him and I regretted it the moment I did. I was stunned that the outburst came from me and I was certain my features convey it all. So I leveled my gaze.
"Would you at least tell me why?" He didn't seem bothered by my actions but more by finding out my reason. He looked like he was battling with himself right now just to try to tell what I was thinking, desperate and also slightly angry.
