little moster

Chapter 61(little monster)

Hazel's Point Of View:

“What's wrong?" I asked, reaching for her shoulder but before I could reach her, she moved out of the way, avoiding my touch like a plague.

I balled my fist, withdrawing my hand slowly. “Oh." I whispered to myself.

I didn't know why it hurt so much when she did that.

“I need to leave,” she said, hurriedly grabbing her bag and leaving immediately without sparing me a glance.

I pressed my lips into a thin line. What have I done wrong? Brielle was never like this!

I let out a sigh, trying to ignore Tonia who was grinding inside me.

'what?!’ I asked her, picking up my bag.

'Why are you pained? If she doesn't value you anymore, don't value her also,’.

I scoffed, 'What do you mean she doesn't VALUE me anymore. You're not making a point. You don't expect her to always be in the mood to relate with me every time. Maybe something is bothering her that she doesn't have much time today. Bri isn't like that and you know it,’.

‘Only if you will bel