16|Come Again

I groaned in pain, but a hand silenced my mouth. I opened my eyes and met the gaze of the pair of gray eyes that had once hypnotized me. Yet he stared at me with an inextinguishable fury.

He held my hand tightly, but my left hand was free. An idea popped into my head. My hand wouldn't be able to hurt him. My knee could. As a result, he let go of my hand and mouth and pulled away with a long moan.

"Touch me one more time, then my knees won't just kick once but repeatedly that you can't f*ck Bella all year," I threatened.

Farrell put his hands on his thighs, enduring the pain from the impact of my knee on the organ between his legs. He would remember that every time he tried to hurt me. He and Bella were wrong if they thought they could continue to toy with me.

"Yo-you...," he said with difficulty.

"I came here at Grandpa's request. If you have a problem with that, feel free to talk to him. Leave me alone!" I turned the doorknob, but it couldn't open it. Something was holding it outside