Fifty: I hate you

Temperance

With my back pressed firmly against the door, I feel my feet start to slip from under me. As Alec continues his attempt to get the door open I reposition my feet to hold the door shut. I can feel my legs weaken, threatening to give out as tears stream down my face.

"You have to let me in at some point!" His pleading voice is muffled through the door. I slide down the door, careful to keep my weight against it. My hands find their way to my mouth, covering a sob that threatens to spill out.

With his attempt of ramming his shoulder against the door, I feel the anger inside me spill out. "I hate you!" I yell only to immediately regret my words.

The ramming against the door ceases with, "Do you mean that?" His voice shows signs of him being displeased as if his worry has turned into shock.

"Did you ever care about me?" My mind wanders through the months where he was a constant thought in my mind. "I thought about you every day. It turns out I should have tested my luck somewher