precarious

ix.

ix.

i barged through the closed door; feeling exceedingly irate.

"i know you did this, zoe," i shoved the half-empty journal in her confused face.

"so what if i did? you're gonna hit your own sister?" she rolled her eyes audaciously.

"you knew how important this was to me, zoe."

now she was going to pay.

"wanna see something even more spiteful?"

showing no regards, i picked up her laptop,

and slammed it on the wooden floor.

i stormed out viciously.