Red ocean [Owen Teague x Fem!reader]

Chapter 12

POV1

I can't stay here anymore. It's too much and everything is starting to get scarier. Even 'my'own room.

Andrew always sat at the same table every time we had time outside our rooms. But I wasn't any different as I sat with him, looking at the cup of coffee he always held or just had infront of him.

"Cool." I mumbled without really thinking. Andrew looked at me without any sign of any emotion in his eyes.

"What? The thing?" He asked and I looked at him and shook my head.

"No... not that... I don't know why I said that." I said and sighed. It was only 2 guys working here now. I was lucky that the new guy or whatever wasn't here. I didn't like him, not at all. He was weird.

Weird.

"Well. You are thinking about something. What is that?" He asked and I laid my head down on the table and groaned.

"No.." I said and he was quiet untill I heard him sip on his coffee again.

// Should I continue this?