I didn’t even know what time it was right now - it was dark outside, and it had been for hours.
I was still angry at Blake, and I still didn’t know what to do. I was slowly starting to realize that he represented something I never thought I would have - he had given me a chance to make someone feel guilty for what happened to my family.
“Do you think that telling me the truth about this makes it better on any level?”
He exhaled deeply, and shook his head.
“I know it doesn’t make it any better. I just couldn’t keep on living this way and… I needed to tell you the truth before it was too late.”
“Am I in danger now? Is someone watching us?”
Blake bit his lip and ran his good hand through his hair and I stood up and turned away from him because I didn’t like the fact it looked so hot w
