Wed to the Wicked — The Bennett Wedding Press

are you out of your damn mind i just offered to buy her a drink what the hell is it to you let go say that again i dare you something in his face changed and i shot to my feet but the guy kept going one insult after another calling him crazy one more second and this would have gone too far i threw my arms around him his elbow caught my face but i still didn't let go that's enough

Stop. Look at me, Logan. He finally saw me. I pulled him into my arms and kept telling him it was okay.

After the cops came, we gave our statements and paid the fine. He was unnaturally quiet the whole time. Then, the second we walked out,

he asked if I was scared of him. You're not scared of me? There's something wrong with me, you get that? I can't control my violence you chose me and you're not scared I'll beat you to

death someday you won't why without you I can do whatever I want with you I have to hold myself back every second you're a burden my chest tightened he was afraid he'd hurt me so he used the cruelest words he could to push me away