His eyes were pitch black and his muscles were bulging out. He was gripping his knuckles and clutching his teeth, eyes closed trying to calm himself. I never got scared by anyone but he's.. Terrifying.
"Don't look at me like that.." He says and looks away. "Why? Why were you running away Christal.. Tell me the truth."
We didn't have a bond but it hurt me to see him like this. My heart aching just to hug him and to say sorry to him, but my soul were saying otherwise.
"But it's the truth." I said not regretting anything.
I screamed again when he punched the other wall beside me, he was acting like this a while ago! Is he going at it again?! Man this guy has issues.
"TELL ME THE f*****g TRUTH!"
"IT's THE f*****g TRUTH ASSHOLE!" I responded with the same inten
