Jordan Maston POV
As we waited in the elevator to reach the top floor, I was fidgeting with my fingers and bouncing slowing up and down on my feet. Everyone had to stay down stairs, so I was standing in the elevator alone with Eli. the elevator seemed to be taking forever. Eli stood in front of me, growling lowly in anger. Probably because his nose and face was still sore from my outburst last night. Even though he deserved it, like Seth and Belle said. I don't care-okay well I do care- what happens to me but my parents don't deserve any of this. in this moment I will find out why the hell I am here and what they want from me. the elevator music was starting to get on my nerves.
"how many floors are there?" I mutter to myself.
"Enough..." he seethes at me. "maybe he'll let me throw you
