•DIORA•
"You literally ran off like you didn't want to be at work anymore." Christine's voice was teasing and I let out a tired chuckle. I leaned forward in my seat, tapped the shoulder of the cab driver, and mouthed to him that he should drop me off.
I reached for my bag, fished out a few dollar bills, and handed it to him. I stepped out of the car afterwards.
"Well, I am tired though," I told her, strutting towards my porch.
And no, she wasn't lying when she said I ran off like I didn't want to be at work anymore. I couldn't stand Axel acting like a b***h during his period. The way his mood switches was beyond me. One minute, he wanted me so badly and he was all over me, and then the next, he was a cold, sadistic bastard.
He was a walking mixed signal.
But, she didn't need to know
