Ava
"I'm hurt!" he whined like a little child, he was trying to get me mad on purpose.
I was so angry that I could flip the table. "It's your leg that hurts! How does it affect your hands?"
"I'm not in the mood to do it myself!"He replied and I confirmed that he was trying to get to me on purpose. I just want to slam his breakfast against his handsome face so bad.
In my mind, I already taught him a lesson, there was no need to do much to him. I clenched my fist and swallowed the humiliation in silence. He is a cold blooded bastard.
If I got on his nerves, he might even use a worse threat against me. Instead of arguing with him, if I fed him and he finished his meal on time, then I would be able to get to school early. It is a win-win situation.
I took a deep breath and picked
