The man that walked inside was the same she had seen outside. He did not seem too happy, as she had clearly injured him a little. His nose has a slight tint of red, but Allison couldn’t care less. “You will not tell me what to do.” Allison mumbled, but kept herself silent on her bed, looking at the tiles on the ground. With a sigh, she thought that it would be the last she’d ever see. “And I don’t know why you got in here so easily, but I will get down to the bottom of this.” She mumbled, still not looking him in the eyes. Allison knew she would start to feel terrified as soon as she looked at him. She would then realize this was al very real and not some kind of dream she was having. 

His footsteps came near, and went silent right in front of her. Calling her pretty did not make her feel any better, as it was just his way of mocking her. “You have a lot to learn if you want to come across as genuine nice.” Allison then said, loud and clear, looking up at the man in front of him. Allison then pushed herself off the bed and walked over to her closet and pulled out a few more clothes. Not bothered to cleanly fold them, she just pushed them inside of her bag. 

Without a word, Allison grabbed a few more beauty items in her bathroom which was connected to her bedroom. The hair-mask, some shampoo, toothbrush, make-up, toothpaste, clean underwear and a stack of clean towels. Looking at his men, and his appearance, she wondered if they ever showered. But it was worth the effort, carrying a few towels around. 

She then stood there silently, a few steps away from the man. Too stubborn to say she was done and ready to go, because she wasn’t, she just puckered her lips and looked the other way.