Welcome to Hell

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They're still speaking, but I'm not listening. I hurtle to the door, grabbing Rogers by the shoulder and yanking him back.

He's a lot heavier than I am, and I barely manage to move him, but I push myself between him and Derek anyway.

"Stay away from him! I'll call the police if you hurt him again, I swear I will."

Derek raises his eyebrows at Luke. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Rogers cover his face with his hand.

Hm, maybe I misjudged you after all."

I don't like the way Derek's looking at me. It's like he's X-raying me. Like he...