David's POV.

Of course, the message Vera sent increased my anger. Shit, she's still pulling at my strings of control.

I'm just right about to snap. And yes, I snapped. I turned to Charlie who was following me rattling off the usual from his iPad without a single care in the world and hollered.

“Don't, Charlie! I need space. Just…fuck off and give me a goddamn space!”

The boy's face tinged with fear at my outburst. I almost apologized but I want to get off on the idea that my outrage really got at someone.

No…Charlie isn't the goddamn person that's supposed to be on the receiving end of this....