Fuck. So what now? How did I deal with this raging hurricane inside me? I needed an outlet. I needed to fight someone or something. No… I stopped pacing, a thought latching in my mind. I needed to see Rosalie. I had to hold her in my arms and kiss her until she couldn’t breathe. Not being able to see that she was okay with my own two eyes was driving me to insanity. And with the chaos going on out in the halls, no one would be checking my cell anytime soon. At least, I had to hope not. Screw it.
Ahhh
