I did what my dad warned me to never do in front of anyone. With as much force as I could muster, I held my hands in between us and pushed them forward roughly. Liam went flying in the air dramatically, and crashed against a tree.
The force of the impact had been so hard, the entire tree shook and I heard a crack within it.
Liam wasn’t moving. His limp body was lying down next to the ground, and there was blood rolling down the side of his face.
I would’ve laughed if the situation hadn’t been so twisted.
Several minutes passed by and still Liam wouldn’t wake up. I hadn’t thought I’d hit him too hard.
When more time passed and I hadn’t heard from him, I began poking his arm and his chest. I tried slapping his cheek several times, but nothing worked.
I wanted to push him away, scare hi
