11 Landlord

Marilyn's POV I was still crying, and sobbing loudly, with my body laid down, and my face on the floor, when I heard another knock. I jerked, and slowly looked up at the door, whilst trying to control my heart which was beating very fast. I couldn't even say a word, as I was too scared and nervous. Was it Alejandro again? Why won't he just let me be for once? What did I do to deserve this mess! I shouldn't have been born if I knew that my life would be so cruel. The door started shaking as a result of the force and continuous knocking. I sniffled quietly, and slowly stood up, then walked to the wooden door. I brought my hand closer to the knob but quickly put it back down. I could hear the thumping of my heart and my sweat which was trickling down. Touching the door knob with my palm, I stuttered in a whisper. "Who… Who is that?" "Open this darn door before I break it down!" I heard a very familiar voice yell, and my eyes blinked fast as I tried to apprehend the person's voice.