Worth

Chapter 5

"Hello?" Lance asked groggily.

He sat up and cracked his knuckles before looking at the clock hung on the wall in front of his bed.

7:00 A.M.

"It's Adelaide. You called?"

This pulled him out of his slumber.

"Yes." he seethed, "Yes, I did."

"Uh, o-"

"What were you thinking?"

"Excuse me?"

"What were you thinking?" he roared in anger, "Why did you give me that diary?"

Adelaide did not say anything, which only intensified his anger.

"The hell is wrong with you, Adelaide? Why? There must be a reason why you gave me this darned diary! Tell me! You better speak up or God help me, I w-"

"I just thought that you should read it, no-" she calmly stated but was cut off immediately by Lance.

"I don't want to read it! You don't get to decide what I should and what not," he growled in rage.

For a long time, Adelaide spoke nothing. Lance too clenched and unclenched his fist to calm himself. And as soon as his fury simmered down, he felt guilty of screaming at her.

He opened his mouth to apologize but Adelaide beat him to it.

"I will come back tomorrow to take the journal." and then she hung up.

All Lance could do was stare at the phone with a frown marring his face, with only one thought running in loops in his head.

What have I done?