After dinner, we went to the backyard to hangout, except James. He didn't talk the whole time at dinner. You could feel the tension.
"Can I have a word with you?" James asked me. I just nodded. Emma and Charlie left.
"Somehow I keep hurting you, and I'm sorry."
"You need some anger management class." I told him.
"I'll try to control my temp." He pulled me closer to him.
"I hope so." I added, he leaned in and crashed his lips against mine.
Emma
"Am I the only one who feels this is toxic?" I asked my parents.
"Emma, your brother isn't toxic. He just needs the right person by his side." She told me.
"Your brother has a short temp, but he's not toxic." My dad told me.
"But he keeps hurting her. Misty is my best friend; I just want to protect her." I sighed.
"She loves your brother
