I look at him with fury in my eyes. What did he think was going to happen? He knew I could and would beat him. “What is your problem, Eric?” He turns and I see the fury in his eyes mixed with something else. Is that passion?
“Nothing. Just go home and get cleaned up.” He growls at me. He mumbles something under his breath that I can’t hear.
“No, you’ve been acting weird all class and I want to know why. What did I do? What could be so bad that you get pissed off enough to call the class thirty minutes early?”
“Nothing. Just go home.” He growls at me again. This time I can’t hold back my rage with him as he continues to walk away from me.
“Ugh! You are acting like a child!”
He growls again, turns around, and grabs my arms and pulls me to his chest. I can feel him fighting to stay in co
