AVALON
“This is what he does to you, isn’t it?!” Ira shouts too loudly for the ache in my ears to withstand. They feel like they're bleeding and being pierced by tiny needles. His eyes are wild with rage, and what looks like power. What the f**k is wrong with him?
I've never seen an ounce of violence on coming from him. Especially when I'm involved. We're supposed to be friends. What the f**k! Don't people respect binds anymore.
I batted the last bit of blur from my vision. I should thank him. That slap rewired my eyes. I could see as clearly as I need to. My head still pounded, my knee hurts and my back…let’s not go there. But I’ll be f*****g damned if I let this two faced piece of trash take a advantage of me.
Who does he think I am? Some weak defenseless female that you can just
