Tyler’s P.O.V.
I was near my locker taking out my books for the next period when Grace approached me. “Hey honey”, I really hate her voice. Especially when she cooed like a shrill creature while she thought her voice was very melodious… bullshit…
I rolled my eyes and looked towards her. “Now… what do you want, Grace?” I asked her annoyingly while moving towards my next class. She gripped my arm to stop me. I glared at her but she didn’t leave my hand.
“What do you want?” I jerked my hand harshly and removed her grip on me. “I want you”, she put her hand on my chest this time. I rolled my eyes and gripped her hand and instantly twisted her hand towards her back.
“Aaahhhhh… Tyler…. Stop…. It’s hurting”, she screamed and I twisted her hand harder this time makin
