KELLAN'S P.O.V

If I drove into another car, I wouldn't be surprised.

Wouldn't that be a better option than this fire inside my chest, it was burning me whole, consuming me.

My eyes burned, and my erratic breathing made it hard to breathe. I managed to focus on the road in front of me as I drove. My heart racing faster than the car.

The leather groaned underneath my merciless grip and the fire in my body blazed behind my eyes.

‘Men don't cry’ I could hear my father whisper into my ears. ...