Roxy glared at Jess. [color=blue]"Stop asking me that Jess. How many times do I have to agree to do this?" [/color]She wanted to storm off but couldn't. Frustration and anger built inside her. She didn't shove it away the way she normally did but let it sit there. She was so tired of having little to no control over her life. [color=blue]"You need this. I can't help you coop this the regular world much less my fucked up world. You need someone else's help. While it isn't ideal to shut down the garage once a week I am willing to do it. Maybe it will help or maybe it won't I don't know. I don't have a fucking better idea so we are going to try this. Let me know when you are ready to head down."[/color] She stormed into her bedroom and slammed the door. It wasn't as satisfying as storming downstairs would have been but it was the best she could do. She was as pissed at herself as she was Jess. It wasn't Jess's fault that they had been matched. Fate was being cruel to the empath for some reason.