CHAPTER 10

The pain from the impact stings the tip of my fingers, but the anger within me boils hotter than everything else.

His face forcefully swerves to his right and freezes in place. He makes no move to run back to me or say anymore words. All his reaction does nothing but fuel my rage.

How dare he try to get to me? I begin to wonder if the whole saving me from getting hurt was some ploy to use me as his next target? If this is just another one of his games. I wonder if he saved those ...