“My little star, are you alright?” If my head hadn’t been spinning in place I think I would have heard the actual concern in Cleis’ voice. Noah and the red-head had become a fog in my vision as I worked to not let panic take me over.
I won’t let you do this.
“No.” I say loud enough and with my chin lifted high. “You are coming with me.” I announce with a hard-to-accomplish even tone. Noah’s stance wavers for a moment, but he looks at Cleis and his face hardens. I glance at Cleis, who is just standing there, watching me with his emotionless mask once again.
“I am not coming with you. I don’t want to come with you” His face twitches with anger and the problem is, I believe him. Noah isn’t a very good liar and it feels as he means it.
Something is not right.
I grunt at Noah for being
