“Who the f**k made you cry?” Dylan demanded. His fingers tightened into a fist, and I could just perceive the faint scent of agitation bubbling on the surface.
I shook my head, refusing to make this a bigger issue than it already was. I don’t know why I decided to break down in front of them when I knew it wasn’t going to end well.
“Maddie, who the f**k did this!” Ryan barked, pushing forward; he raised his hands, ready to lift my head, but he seemed to remember something, and he stopped himself short. “Was it Toby?”
My breath hitched unexpectedly, but it was a telltale that the name was obviously the cause of most of these things, and they pounced on it.
“What the f**k did he do?” The twins were closing in on me, and it was almost suffocating, especially with the testosterone that was
