Don’t let them hear you

Danielle

“You know what, I don’t care. Just stay the fuck away from me,” I spit, putting up my poker face while I crumble to dust on the inside.

I turn around, running into the restaurant to escape him but I hear him following closely.

“Danielle!” he shouts after me without seemingly losing his cool.

Who is he calling stubborn?!

As we reach the empty hallway in front of the restrooms, I face him, pocking my finger into his chest. “You said I could say no! You told me I could reject you! Leave me alone!”

“Yeah, but not like this! You are clearly terrorized by something and you are not telling me everything. I know it, I can see it in your eyes. I’m trying not to pressure you but you can’t get away from me like this. Jeez, you are shaking.” He grabs my wrists, pulling me flush against his muscular body, causing my brain to slowly give up its service.

I open and close my mouth before I find the words to speak. “That is none of your business! I don’t need you, Superman, to save me