[i]Just chill for a little bit..[/i]

Lola snarled inwardly when she heard those words, snatching at two glasses from the cupboard. [i]Man I wish I could hit him with something hard.[/i] As her green eyes narrowed dangerously at the back of Caleb's head, and her fingers twitched tantalizingly at the satisfying thought, she tried to remember a time when she'd been so angry before. Filling the glasses, she shook her head. Man did this guy talk crap.

"Here."

The blonde put the water down on the table in front of her jailer, resisting the temptation to pour it on his stupidly smug face. 

"I'm sure [b]you[/b] will sort this out for yourself. I on the other hand won't hold my breath for me."  

Her words were calm, but the bitingly icy tone was painfully apparent. This young woman had resigned herself to the fact that she probably wasn't going to make it out of this. The entire situation was just fucked up, and it took all of Lola's will power not to just scream and break things. 

Turning around, the blonde wandered her way down the hallway and shut herself in the bedroom. Even the rooms were stupidly small and dingy. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she buried her face in her hands. She really didn't sign up for any this.