“If I’m only a distraction,” I push, pointing my finger to his chest, “Why do you care about Xavier touching me?” I spit. He looks back at me angrily and turns on his heels. Rushing toward me, he slams the wall behind me, his eyes lowered as he speaks. “Hate me!” he yells, my heart racing. “God damn it, Forest, just hate me so I don’t have to think of you every fucking time I close my eyes! You eat away at my every waking thought like a vile disease!” he spits, lingering in the space above me.
