Chapter 50

In the car, I explain everything that just happened and I spot his muscles tense and his jaw tighten. 

"Son of a... Look, I'm really sorry you had to see that and honestly it doesn't make any sense that he did that because you two argued because of Roxy. That's a lame excuse to cover up such a mistake," he turns on the driver's seat to face me, "I hate to see you like this... Crying." He catches a tear that's trickling its way down my cheek. His fingers feel warm on my cheek and I sigh heavily. 

His gunmetal blue eyes hold an emotion that I just can't read. 

"He better not hurt you again, because I swear to God if he does–"

"Just... Just let him be. Take me home, please," I beg and he obliges. 

"Okay. Just be careful, Kyrah. I care about you more than you know," he says and starts driving. 

On our way, I sit shotgun staring at my feet and a thought hits me. I turn to face Scott. 

"Scott?" He glances