CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

Avilla's pov I slammed my car door shut so hard the windows rattled, I was so angry at myself, everyone and the freaking car! I was really pissed off, I stormed to the door and I unlocked the door. There waiting for me was Camilla with her legs crossed. "You sure took your time getting here" she said snidely. "Oh bite me!" I snapped at her. She jumped in surprise at my outburst and was even more shocked when I didn't look on her direction twice before stomping up the stairs. "Avilla, what's wrong?!" She asked as she hurried after me. "Nothing!" I answered back, I got to my room and dropped my bag on the floor, tossing my keys on the table carelessly. "Avilla!" She demanded my attention. "What?! What?! What?!" I shouted back. My head was all over the place, I was angry and confused at everything. "What is going on with you?!" She asked a little more gently this time. I sank down on my bed, I was suddenly tired and exhausted from today's activities. "Sorry, I am feeling off