Anthony did the only thing he knew how to do. Everything was boiling up inside of him, boiling over, popping with a sort of rage he’d never experienced before. This was Gabriel. Gabriel was supposed to care about him—not ship him off as a crazed lunatic because he did a few things Gabriel didn’t like. It was f****d. It was crazy. Anthony couldn’t handle a second more of it. He grabbed the nearest thing he could—Gabriel’s lamp—and ripped it right out of the wall with the force he threw it with.
It shattered on the floor, and Gabriel jumped back against the door as the glass pieces shattered, as the lightbulb exploded. Gabriel was panting. Anthony was red from his ears down to his chest, just as tired. But all of the anger was draining away from him as the realization set in on what he’d ju
