Standing in front of everyone, I knew Damon was beside me in an instant, and the fear of the last time he was around me caused me to step to the side.
Throughout my meal, I was thinking about someone; it's a second reaction to being bullied.
I eat, and I'm completely aware of a number of things, one of which is that this fucker may attack me at any moment.
My father grabbed my shoulders and spoke to me while halting us all from walking; this did not feel right.
Damon was way too close to me, and I was frightened since I hadn't heard my father say anything. I saw Damon walk, and without thinking, I let out a roar.
"Don't come near me," I yelled in a lethal tone that made me feel possessive. "Back off!"
I screamed at him, and my father gripped me hard. My pulse rate was racing, and I d
