Julie's POV:
He pulled me tighter into him when I tried to push myself away from him after he had spoken. All the images of him started to flash before my eyes. The way he would pretend to care but then become my worst nightmare by hitting me. How he would be so gentle yet harsh all at the same time.
Fear; the one and the only emotion I seem to be able to show clearly and have yet to figure out how to bury it deep with the rest of my emotions, was exposing itself to the man who terrifies me the most.
"The fact that you thought changing your look and adding all of this makeup was going to make me not know who you were is almost insulting." He almost growled at me as he started to dance a slow dance that wasn't really anything at all.
We were mostly just standing there, swaying back and
