“What the heck is going on with you?” before our lips could even meet, I pushed her back and got up. It took me less than a minute to notice Mr. Woods behind me with an injection in his hand, “What were you trying to do to me?” I shouted and grasped his wrist when he attempted to inject me anyways.
“Argh! Honey help.” Mr. Woods shouted for his wife, who rushed over with a lamp, a freaking lamp?
What was I? darkness that she could get rid of with a lamp?
“Really?” I grunted and grabbed the lamp out of her hand to shove it against the wall. The loud noise from the shattering of the lamp startled them into raising their faces to the second floor of the house. They were hiding something like the instant they shared a glance, Mr. Wood freed himself from my grip when I let my grasp lose and
