Xavier's POV
"I'm fine, stop!" Esme knocked the peanut butter and jelly sandwich from my hands again. I asked Leslie if everybody acted this way with low blood sugar, he said some people did get somewhat agressive, but not to worry, it would go away if I got her to eat.
I grabbed the sandwich full of sugar and carbohydrates and growled. "Don't make me force feed you, Esme." I snapped.
"The shot he gave you was only temporary, you have to bring it up by eating something." I said for I know is the tenth time while trying to get her to eat.
"Why are you being mean to me?" She started crying again. I placed her sandwich on the plate with a sigh, then looked back at her before I grabbed her face with my hands and made her look up at me.. The tears streaking her cheeks caused my soul to crac
