he didn't say anything for a while.
she didn't meet his gaze.
"do they have a death
wish or something?"
she looked up. "what?"
"i'm going to kill them. they
fucking hurt you—"
"caleb it's all right."
he ran his fingers through his hair,
fists clenched was tightly in a ball
that rested in the table. "how can you
possibly say that it's all right? your
mother is abusive, virginia, your dad
is never around, and your sister is dead.
don't you dare tell me it's all right."
she sat there with a blank face.
he blew out a breath, reaching
for her over the table. "i just...
i care about you a lot, okay? i
don't want you getting hurt
anymore."
she bit her lip. "caleb... i..."
"yeah?"
"i love you."
