“Charlie, your neck,” Damien whispered as we walked out of the restaurant.
“I don’t care,” I hissed as I pushed past him, typing the address into my phone so I can get directions. "Okay, it's not too far from here. Maybe we will catch him there and find out what's going on."
I started walking in the direction that the maps told me to, with Damien on my heels. "Charlie, there is something wrong with your neck," he said, reaching out to grab my wrist. "Hey, stop. Seriously."
The whining from earlier was even louder out here, and the burning on my neck was insanely painful, but I was trying to get away so I could go see what was going on with Blake. I had to get to Blake. "It's fine. I'm fine."
"No it's not," Damien said as he grabbed my other hand, making me face him. "Your neck looks
