Birdie's POV:
"Get off me!" I screamed at Brandon and hit at his hand. That barely stopped him from dragging me all the way out of the fields.
"Can you just behave yourself?!" He yelled at me.
"How about you behave yourself?! What on earth is your problem?"
Once we were at a distance away, he paused and turned to me. "Who was that girl?" He asked, his brows tight.
"I don't owe you an explanation." I snapped back at him, annoyed at his negative behavior. "Leave me alone. I don't answer to you."
"It's a simple question. Who is that girl?!"
I folded my arms around my chest and glared at him. I pursed my lips hard and refused to answer anything he asked. Who does he think he is to ask me such questions and expect I'd answer? After he attacked Lydia and must have injured her.
"Birdi
