~Zoe~
“Stop hitting me”
I tried to push his hand off me and step out of his grasp, but it was no use because he was holding onto me tightly.
How did we get to the point of him hitting me like I was some sort of criminal who did something wrong to him? All I did was answer the questions that he asked. I didn’t know that was a crime that was going to warrant him hitting me despite my efforts in trying to get him to stop.
“Niklaus, stop it.”
My words were as useless as pouring water on a rock. He continued like I didn’t say anything. Suddenly, he started calling my name and speaking gibberish.
“Zoe, wake up”
What did he mean that I should wake up? I was already awake, wasn’t I? He was just being overly dramatic. If he wanted an excuse to manhandle me, he should just have said so. Hit
