Chase's POV

I followed her to kitchen and pretended to get something from the fridge.

I noticed she didn't want to look at me. That was weird. I moved closer to her and she in turn moved back. Hmm that was strange. Where did this come from? I needed to know why.

" I have never seen you this angry at me. What is wrong?" I asked.

“Why are you avoiding me?” I said taking a step closer. She didn't say a word, though it looked like she wanted to. The silence stretched and I waited for her to speak but she didn't. Then she turned around, backing me. Finally...