Chapter 17

I step forward to pull her back to me needily, wanting to keep my hold on my girl impulsively, but she raises a palm to my chest, stopping me mid-movement, and seems to inhale harshly.

“I can’t. Please don’t make me.” She’s visibly upset, deepening the pangs of fear in my stomach, churning me up. I know I was a douchebag of epic proportions, but she is overreacting crazily to our fight. Maybe she’s trying to punish me for being a dumbass. I’m all churned up, caught between panic and fear, yet disbelief.

“Sophs, you’re worrying the shit out of me. What’s wrong with you? Don’t make you what? Forgive me? That makes no sense; I can’t force you to not be mad at me?” I try to smile, even though my alarm bells are ringing crazily. Anxiety peeking at why she is being so weird with me when I want to fix us back to how we always are. I want to hug her better and make us okay again. I need us to be okay. “Stop being weird and come here.” I shake my head at her, trying to dismiss th