"Oooh honey you shouldn't have done that..." Alyssa felt a stab of embarrassment as the words stabbed at her. Her feet felt frozen in place almost like dead road kill that was too heavy to lift. A sworming feeling of dread and worry mixed into the pit of her stomach as feet came stomping from behind. Did she remember to grab the anxiety pills? One hand shoved desperately into her pockets trying to see if by chance the pills got pocketed , but it did no good as the door swung open.<br/><br/>â€œWho the fuck is this stupid bitch??? She just blew that shot! We've been filming for almost an hour and now it's ruined! Young lady, in case no one has informed you, THIS IS MY SHOP! And my WIFE and I will do what we want, when we want to do it....Secondly I hope your happy, you just blew our entire budget for this little expedition! That movie we were making was going to pay for food, and gasoline for the generators....Because Jacob here....Your little Boyfriend is dead broke! So now what are we gonna do HUH?" The world around started to become more like a black swamp as the words passed through her brain but made no sense. She breathed in and out trying to count the amount of time it would take for the anxiety attack to pass but it seemed to last forever.  Her face must of been blank as a feeling of pressure , so much pressure kept the feet in place unable to turn around to see the man that was yelling extremely loud in her left ear.<br/><br/>For her the world soon became enveloped in darkness causing her to just barely miss the words of a female who also must of come from behind her.â€œI am sure she didn't mean it" The next couple minutes dragged on as the man flipped out more , and her feet finally registered to at least move. Dragging her forward and to a corner where the body decided to go all out on a panic attack. Hands covering her ears, eyes drenched in tears, and body shaking like no tomorrow. â€œ Iâ€™m... Iâ€™m â€¦.Iâ€™m sorry , so sorry , How much money would it take ?â€ Not that her finances could even remotely replace what those two  do for the black market but her father still has a backwash of money from the exchange of the lawyer firm that he owns even though he is in a mental asylum. The firm is just run by someone else. Though the promise was to never touch her real parents money, and firmly live off of the adoptive parents. â€œ I can only grab one thousand dollars , but would that help? â€œ The panic attack was calming but her body was still shaking. At least it wasnâ€™t a long one even though it felt like it.<br/><br/>â€œJaccob, â€œ Then shook her head trying to clear the oncoming headache.  Hands slumped to the side of her body as a fleeting worry crossed over her body yet again. This worry was more familiar to the feeling she gets before that ...thing ...that ferocious thing approaches. A loud metallic noise occurred almost like sharp fingernails against a wood surface. It was ear shattering , and haunting. For a moment her head swore that she was the only one that heard it.