Skyler's POV:
After leaving her in the room and locking the door behind me I walked to the other side of the hallway and punched the wall. My fist went through the drywall and came out bloody. I'm so angry right now. I know she's went through a lot but I can't help but feel under appreciated. I saved her from dying out there on the streets, got her medical help and all she wants to do is scream, cry and try to run away from me. I didn't care about the pain in my hand I just went and hit the wall again and again.
I walked away to the other wing of the house to my office and sat in my chair. Blood dripping from my hand but I just didn't care. I sat there just staring at the wall trying to figure out what I am going to do next. I gotta keep my cool. I can't loose my temper
