Jaxon

It had been two days since my fight with Sara and she had barely spoken to me since. I lowered my head in my hands and groaned. I knew it wasn’t helpful to have lost my temper with her or blamed her for the attack, but I had nothing else to do with my frustrated feelings.

There was a constant pounding in my head as if to make sure I kept in mind all the irritation of my current situation. It was starting to grow stronger on my right side, and I ...