Our First Kiss

Chapter Seventy-seven

Our First Kiss

Olivia

My body shook with fear as his blazing eyes gazed at me getting head to toe, I looked down, unable to keep up with his gaze, and my eyes caught his bleeding hand once again.

Was I really a problem for him? Why does he tend to hurt himself every time I was there? I had been living and beating with the guilt of what I did at the party for days now, and now he was doing more harm to himself, fueling the guilt I bore already.

I took few steps away as he began to move closer to me, I was scared and I didn’t know what to do or where I could turn to, I kept my head bent, taking more steps as he moved back from me.

Why was he like this? I didn’t know how to escape from him because I was really scared of what he might do. If he could hurt himself this way and not bulge, then what would he do to me? I believed he would do something worse.

I kept on stepping back until I was stopped by a wall, my heart almost stopped beating when I looked up to see that