Fiona
"What do you want and what are you doing here?" I repeated my question when he didn't say anything. He just scratched his nape like someone who was nervous, and I knew that he was.
"Speak up, man. I don't have all day, I snapped at him.
He cleared his throat. "Can I talk to you about something, please?" He asked, still scratching his nape, but I shook my head, blatantly telling him that I wasn't interested in whatever he wanted to say.
"No, Cedric. I don't want to hear anything. I don't want to hear whatever you have to say. Just go away. You all should go to hell," I spat, as I made to lock my window, but he held it, thereby preventing me from locking it.
"What did you want, Cedric?" I said through gritted teeth. Ever since I overheard what he and Daren were talking about m
