"What are you doing, Simon?" I asked, glaring at the chosen actions of his.
However, I jumped on my feet as I heard him slamming the door from behind, almost destroying his own door. He swiveled around and only to look at me with those same menacing eyes he had always been giving me. And I thought I was confident enough to face him the same way I always had been facing other students since I woke up from my death slumber. Although, I was terribly wrong.
The fear still lingers...
...I still fear the ocean.
“Why would you do that, Eleanor?” He asked darkly, suppressing the anger from inside of him.
Shaking my head, I asked back, “Why wouldn’t I?”
Perhaps, it was truly the perfect time to confront him and to let him know, I won’t always remain frightened by his cold presence. I al
