Love Without A Face

Frustration

This is hell! I have smelled at least a thousand freaking bottles of perfume.

They each smelled exactly the same, none of them had that special smell. I walked out frustrated and fuming with rage.

Yadi tried to comfort me; unwillingly I just pushed her away.

 I walked to a cold hard brick wall and started hitting my head on it repeatedly. I could feel the blood dripping from the wound pouring down my face.

 "Stop!"  I heard a voice yell from across the hallway.

It was Zach rushing toward me....... He grabbed my head before I could hit it again.

"What the hell are you doing?" I said to Zach.

 Giving an annoyed look that said I would kill him if I had to.....

 I saw there was a huge spot of red from all the blood that I had lost hitting myself. "

You need to stop doing stuff like this, Cal." Zach said trying to coax me.

 It had no effect I maintained the hard steely look of death from before.

 "I'm just so frustrated!" I said punching the wall repeatedly.

 My knuckles had already turned white and had several scratches on them. Zach had grabbed me and hugged me, my head was to his chest, I could hear the gentle beat of his heart.

 I had calmed down a bit.....

 I dun no why exactly but it helped.....

I pushed him away and walked off.