Chapitre 15: Chapter 15

Zenia's POV

I had not left the party, instead, I was inside EJ's bedroom awaiting him.

I was not about to be crumbled and shattered when he hadn't heard my side of the story as yet. I knew he was angry, his eyes said it all, but I needed to stand my ground, swallow up my fears and be true to myself and him.

I sat at the edge of his bed, looking around his bedroom in satisfaction.

Everything was neatly arranged and in order. Not a T-shirt on the bed or a book laying on the floor.

His bed felt so comfortable underneath me that I couldn't help it but lay myself back.

"What are you doing in here?"

I flung up and saw his angry grey eyes staring at me.

"Because I need to talk to you." I answered.

"Well I don't wanna talk to you so you can leave."

"I'm not going anywhere until you hear me out."

"Zenia, I'm really not in a mood for this. I don't want to hear you out."