Alice...
The sound of shattering glasses echoed in the empty hall.
Only the sound of something being smashed and my hard breathing could be heard.
That something being smashed is my car and I'm currently releasing my wrath on it while Mark watched from the sidelines.
We were currently at an abandoned warehouse. Mark drove us here the moment we saw Sophie getting arrested by the police and I just needed to release the anger I felt in my body.
I continued to smash the glasses and every part of my car until it looked nothing like it used to.
"Are you done?" Mark asked once I dropped the iron baton I was using to smash it.
I shot him a look and hissed loudly.
"Do you feel good about smashing your car?" Mark asked with a sneer.
"Shutup!" I snapped but he chuckled in response.
He seemed to be enjoying my rage.
"Why are you so pissed?" He asked with a look on innocence on his face.
Is he really asking me that question?