Danny's POV
"Are you out of your mind?"
Chadwick spat out the words like venom. He recoiled as if my question had been a physical blow to his face. The composed, untouchable Chadwick was gone. In his place was a man whose skin was flushing a deep, angry red, his chest heaving under the weight of a sudden panic.
"Is that what you think this is?" Chadwick hissed, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "I told you not to get any funny ideas.... I just hate you, that is all this is."
He took a few slow steps away from me, his movements frantic and uncoordinated. For a moment I saw he was trembling.
"You are a freak, boy. A boy who thinks like a girl. All this pink and strawberries you wear gets your head messed up. Drawing that filth in your book, projecting your sickness onto me b
