Samantha's P. O. V

I screamed in pain, quickly pulling my hand back from the ice. “What is your problem, huh?” I asked, annoyed, “Are you trying to make it worse for me?”

He looked at my injured hand and then at my face. “I already told you it would hurt, but you didn't listen. Now you're blaming me for it?” He frowned slightly.

“You know what, forget it”, I said as I stood up. “I don't want to be a part of this anymore”.

“Hold on, you can't just leave that injury ...