Gabby
I wake with my hand in Lee"s. I don"t remember how that happened, but I feel his gaze as I pull it away and then move across the cellar to sit with Dawn and Shay.
“I wish he"d stop looking at me like that,” I blurt.
“He loves you. What"s your problem?” Shay snaps.
“Excuse me?” I say, suddenly angry.
“You treat Lee like you"re so much better than him and I think we"re all a little sick of it,” she answers.
“I do not,” I spit.
“He"s the one who"s too good for you,” she continues.
“You don"t think I know that?” I clench my jaw to keep from yelling.
“I need some air,” she says as she shoots to her feet and runs up the stairs, disappearing through the door.
Dawn and Lee call after her to stop, but she doesn"t listen. I don"t know what she"s thinking anyway; going out there alone
