Antagonist

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I blankly stare at what he just did.

'Hold it, don't cry, no offense' I repeat in my head

"I-I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouln't have done that" I murmur looking down not at him and turn my heels to get away from him, He grabs my arm and spins me to face him.

"Listen to me, you little piece of annoyance, I've had enough of you." he speaks in between his clenched teeth.

"You always speak, I've always told you to shut your mouth, not to speak, but look what you do, you always have to speak, you have to get in my fucking nerve!" he shouts, I flinch by his tone.

"I-I'm sorry, harry" my heart is being tight, voice weak. I feel my eyes becoming glossy.

"Now listen, I want you out of my house, and don't you fucking try to speak as you always do" he leave me harshly that I step back in reflex.

I say nothing just take my phone and purse, took my shoes and socks.

"Fuck off" I shout in offence before slamming the door and running out of his house on stairs. Tear slips down my eyes, I sit on stair to wear shoes and socks after two floor of walking down stairs. I silently sit here for couple minutes wipe the tears coming, take deep breaths and I again start walking down stairs after I'm done. I just walk towards my home, no cab.

I don't want to cry, I should change the topic.

Guess what?

There's only twenty minute distant from our home to gemma's, with car. And I seriously don't care if it will take me more then forty minute to walk home because when I walk I feel fresh.

This decision was the worst decision I could ever face. It took fifty five minute of walk. But still, I'm feeling a bit better now.

Gemma's call.

"Hey, I'm so sorry I've left you, I'm almost home"

"I'm not at your home, I've actually left"

"Why?"

"Sinan was calling so I left"

"Oh, actually when you knocked the door and I said that I'll be back soon, I seriously thought I'll be back soon, but today was just fate that didn't let me be free, sorry I've took so much of your time, for just waiting for me, and I didn't even came, I'm really sorry"

"Hey, don't be sorry, it's fine, it wasn't your intention, that's all what matters" I'm almost here.

I see a unfamiliar yellow cute car parked in our parking lot.

"We'll meet some other day, I'm so guilty"

"Don't be, love"

"Did harry do something?"

"Nope"

"Just tell me if he did anything"

"No, he didn't do anything, I'm almost home, I'll call you later" I tell and ring the bell of my home.

Dad opens door with grin.

"Surprise!" He points towards cute yellow car.

"Oh!" I utter in shock.

"That's mine!" I get in awe.