Chapter six

“I just want my phone back!” I winced as the pain sliced through my body and I slowly stood up.

Refusing to look him in the eye, I quickly took my phone out of his hands as he stretched it forward and I looked him in the eyes letting him know just how much I really hate him and want nothing to be around him right now. And I turned to take my leave refusing to utter any word to him.

“Please take me home Tristan” I muttered refusing to show my pain in front of Asher and Claire.

The ride back home was as quiet and calm as the Dead Sea. “I just need to hold my baby in my hands” I thought to myself as I tried to fight the pains flooding through me.

“Why was your phone with him? Are you okay and did he hurt you?” Tristan finally lets out. I could feel that he had lots of questions to ask but there’s no way I’m going back into that puddle anymore.

“I’m fine” I responded in a hurry. I hate to be like this in front of anyone but I needed him to know that it’s best I’m left alone f