I stood silently staring outside the huge window in my room with Rafael.
"Did you pack everything?" Rafael asked with no emotion in his deep voice. I didn't reply to him. I hated him. The past week I had fallen in love with him. But how could he do that to me. What human would get another to do something like that? He was a goddamned demon. Not a human.
I shot him a glare and he stared back at me coldly. I sluggishly grabbed my clothes and shoved them in my suitcase.
"Let's go" he offered but I looked away. Pretending that his hand didn't exist. No pretending that he didn't exist. It was always easier to pretend people weren't there. I was always bullied when I was in high school and pretending like those bullies didn't exist made it easier for me to survive. That way I didn't cry ev
