Mistake

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Mistake Thirty-Three: Clay I’m in the forest trying to get myself under control. My mind is all over the place right now and I don’t know how to calm myself down. I can still see them sitting close together on that damn log. Looking each other in the eye as they talk quietly. I couldn’t even hear them as they whispered back and forth. I let out a growl and punch the closest tree feeling my knuckles break open and bleed. Surprised that it let out some of my tension, I did it again, and again. I sigh in relief I have been keeping my distance from Lyra ever since we kissed. I cannot let myself be close to her. I have to find the calm in me once more. I don’t know what will happen to me if I don’t. I haven’t been able to find any of my herbs around here to create my potion. I’m getting fru

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