I walked into my room with my bleeding arm.

I winced at the pain I felt sitting coldly on my bed.

I shut my eyes wishing I didn't have to go down there to face Stella, it was a mistake after all.

But I couldn't sit up here and pretend like everything was cool while Stella comfortably disrespects a woman down there simply because the woman works in her father's house, who does she think she is?

I stood up walking into the bathroom to wash the blood off and maybe treat the injury if I can though I doubt of I could since it was hurting me so much....