Deck moved in front of me, blocking my path as I tried to walk out of our dorm. "Whatever you're planning to do, don't."
I placed my hands over his chest and pushed, but Deck was an immovable wall of muscles. "Get the f**k out of my way before I claw your eyes out."
"Don't let your anger cloud your judgment," Deck said. He reached out to touch me, but I jerked away from him.
"Cloud my judgment? Deck, that b***h ordered some thugs to beat you up, and all you're worried about is being rational? We are way past being civil!"
"Keep your voice down," Deck cautioned. "Remember, we're here to ask for aid and support from the Governor. What do you think will happen if you start a fight?"
I rolled my eyes at him and jabbed my index finger on his chest. "As if you can talk. You just bloody punc
