Gavin's P.O.V
Warning! This chapter might contain some dark words, thoughts, and behaviors. The author doesn't support such characters and they are fictional.
I paced back and forth in my room, my chest was moving up and down. My eyes had turned red and at the rate at which I was pulling my hair, I was going to tear my scalp apart.
I had kicked and smashed everything in the room, the clothes were scattered everywhere and pieces of glass were lying everywhere from the broken glasses, mirrors, and window glasses but nothing was helping.
Nothing was able to calm my ranging fury. I wanted more than to break a few glasses and containers. The intensity to kill was pushing me to my limits and it was a matter of minutes before I could give in.
Unlike the anger that seeped through every cel
