Lucas

I paced my room angrily, stomping my feet as I went along. The ground shook underneath me and my bed rattled but I cared less. They could not contend with the storm raging inside of me. I had asked to be left alone and so far, no one had bothered me. I didn't want to see or speak to anyone.

She liked someone else? How was I supposed to take that?

My hands were shaking and I wanted to tear something, anything apart in order to steady them. She couldn't like someone else; she didn't have ...