Chapter 7

I’m on my feet in a flash, action overtaking my brain, like always with me. Banging my ass on the table in my instability, but I manage to get out from behind it, so I’m standing in front of him. I know my butt will probably be left with a bruise, it’s throbbing from the impact, but I don’t care. Anger overtakes me with a fierce heat of sheer rage, and my eyes sting with unconcealed fury as I try to kill him with a death glare.

The guy slides up, towering over me with an even wider smile that makes me want to claw his eyes out, his rancid breath hitting me in the face hard, and I recoil a little. I stifle my instant gag reflex. He’s got a gangly build, dark hair with darker eyes, and the aura of slimeball oozing from every pore. His attractiveness is gone now he is facing me down like I’m some dirty little tramp. Rage and fear mingle to create one confusing ball of tension that affects every part of my soul, yet I know I won’t back down. I’m crazily stupid in this way and coul