Running After You

I kicked myself for doing that to Niall. I brought up the past too much, and set him off.

"Niall, please, come back!" I couldn't go into the woods. No, I didn't say wouldn't, I said couldn't. It was getting dark, an I was scared of the dark, and he knew I wouldn't go into the woods. "Please Niall!"

I sat down on the curb, my head in my hands. I was breathing too hard, and too fast.

"Niall," I let out a bloodcurdling scream. "Please!" Tears started streaming down my face. I was sobbing now. I leaned my head against my car. But then I remembered, Niall put boxes in my car.

Running to the back of the small van-type thing, I ripped open a cardboard box. I let out another sob as I picke up a photo of Niall. It was with Naomi, and both looked pretty young.

"Don't. Touch. That," I heard him growl begin me. I swiftly turned, shocked. He trudged towards me, fire in his eyes. "Don't ever touch that picture!" he snatched it, his long fingernails ripping open my skin, and blood starting to poor out of the long scratch.

Gasping for air in the seemingly closing space, I set bak, but trip on the back of the car, stumbling into the truck. His eyes are an unbelievably dark blue. I've only seen him once like this before.

Notes

There was many hints in that chapter! Just saying!

And look into the last sentence a little more!