Aaron’s Point Of View :
"I am not yours, nor am I any Austin or Austin Williams whatsoever. I am telling you, I am just a look-alike of him."
I yelled at him, frustrated, feeling like murdering him. But he remained calm, as if my words were nothing but a joke to him, not believing or giving a s**t about my angry yells. It made me even madder, to the point where I was nearly unable to speak.
I quickly shut my eyes tight and took a few deep breaths while counting from one to ten in my mind in an attempt to calm my burning heart. It was something my dad had taught me when I was small to help control my anger. I followed the breathing exercise I usually perform whenever I'm enraged.
Then, I slowly opened my eyes only when I felt I was composed enough to have a chat with this crazy guy. I
