Adea
I’ve been thinking about Shane all day. His reaction at breakfast caught me off guard. I don’t know what his problem is. What is he thinking? I know what he’s thinking. He thinks I’m fun to play around with and I hate that he thinks he can push me around. It’s only gotten worse since his text came in. I almost spat up my food when I received his message. He enjoyed taunting me even here, midst a table full of our friends.
What would he have to talk to me about?
What if I didn’t go?
What would happen if I didn’t show up?
Why did he touch me?
The fact that we were sitting at a table full of people didn’t stop him from touching me. He did what he wanted without care. I ignored the way my heart pounded, but I couldn’t hide the goosebumps that had spread up my back and along my arms.
