It's my fault

I felt my anger boil at the sight of seeing Four on my way home from school, it was only break time but I stormed out after I tried to calm down for a few minutes but my anger grew until I had to get out of there, I felt trapped. I had been rehearsing what I was going to scream at Four when I seen him from not mentioning the fact that my wedding day was supposedly in three weeks. But now that I seen him as he unloaded boxes from a large van onto the ground outside a shop all I wanted to do was run over and punch him, I knew it would hurt it I did it though I would only end up hurting myself.

As I became closer to him I seen him look up through the crowd off people that were already gathered here, I don't know how he saw me or maybe he could hear my heavy breathing but his eyebrows crinkled together probably wondering why I was out of school already and maybe I looked angry from the outside.

"What's wrong did something happen?" He asked as he stopped what he was doing and started walki