GWENETH
His eyes narrows like my words had been a slap on his cheek. "What did you say?" He said, sounding a little aggravated.
I am too scatterbrained to take the hint to rephrase my earlier sentence. And then again, I'm done being shit on and treated like crap by my peers. And him who is the leading cause of that.
I repeated it again with a snap. Adding that I wanted out of his sick games. The darkness in his gaze mounts and his lips curl up at the sides, his features turning villainous. He tightens his hold on me. His fingers digging into my flesh with bruising force, and he forces me to take a step forward, basically dragging me alongside him. "That reckless boldness of yours won't save you from me. It would only get you deeper into the abyss of tortures that I have in mind just for you!"
He releases me and shoves me back against the wall, and pain radiates down my spine upon impact.
