ELISA

The room was silent, Damon finally calmed down, he was sitting down beside me refusing to let go of my hand.

His reaction was weird, but I wanted to know why, no one acts like this without a reason.

"What's going on?" I finally asked, the tension and anxiety were killing me inside.

"Did my parents say anything?" He asked instead, not giving me the reply I wanted.

"You came just before they did." I answered after taking in a deep breath before my response.

I really need him to talk to me, truthfully and come clean, his anger this afternoon, it felt like it was directed at me...