I was in my room at my mum's place when a knock suddenly landed on my door.
"Thea...." I heard the voice call and I sighed not being happy about who was behind my door. I took the sheets off my body and climbed down my bed to get the door.
"Hey...." Came Scott's voice, a hand at the frame of my bedroom door and his eyes gazing with need. I looked away from him and strode back into my room while he followed suit shutting the door behind him.
"What do you want?" I asked, my tone obvious that I wasn't happy with him around.
"How long do you plan to lock yourself in here?" He asked seeming concerned but I said nothing and just stared at him. It had been two weeks since I left the club, I was still recovering from the trauma of the abuse I experienced. I didn't have a tough skin for the dangers tha……
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