Kyle’s POV
“Does your face always look like s**t or is this a new thing?” were the first words that left Eric’s lousy mouth when I picked him up for school.
“One more word about my face and I’ll drop your sorry ass on the highway,” I warned him before starting the engine.
That surprisingly shut him up pretty quickly and the rest of the ride to school was quiet.
However, my head was anything but quiet, it was filled with chaos, all tailored at figuring out why Chloe was suddenly pushing me away again. I’d assumed that we’d gotten past that stage, that she’d relaxed into the idea of belonging to me, so her sudden coldness really confused me.
It’d been two days since she started giving me the cold shoulder and nothing had worked to appease her. The only times she responded to me was
