Hazel’s POV
“What the f**k are you doing Hazel?”
He asked me. His blazing eyes are glaring at me, waiting for my response which refused to come out of my lips.
His glare is making me feel like my toung is tied and has forgotten how to utter words.
With my silence his anger is increasing even more, causing his grip on my arm to tighten.
I hissed in pain and tears filled inside my eyes and he loosened his hold a little and I saw hurt and guilt flash in his green orbs for a second. His grip is firm and strong enough for me to not able to free myself.
I was so lost in my fear that I didn’t realize when Brian has gotten up from the ground and stood beside me.
“Let her go” he said calmly holding Emmett’s wrist which was gripping my arm.
In my frightened state I made a huge mistake
