Angel
I was sitting in the living room in a chair with a book in my hand, but I wasn't reading it. My mind was elsewhere. I kept wondering where Tyler went. I was infuriated by how protective Tyler was over Reggie, that little bastard.
Tyler doesn't deserve any friends or any allies. That's what I will do: make him have no friends and isolate him until he has nobody, until he has only me. Only me.
I flipped the next page, and my eyes turned darker like a storm. He abandoned me for the past six years, and he didn't even bother to check on me or call on me, but he even tried to kill me when he first met me.
I looked up when the door opened and the cold breeze entered the room, and a heavy footstep echoed through it, accompanied by a terrible stench akin to garbage and foul, making my nose curl in disgust.
I asked, "Where have you been?"
