Infuriating

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Sebastian was throwing knives at a wall, visibly fuming.

He was unbelievably angry.

She just didn't get it. And he just didn't get her.
She was so... infuriating!

She had something about her he couldn't understand, and it angered him. She was deceptively... deceptively... he had no words.

He would think he understood her, thought he knew her, and then... he wouldn't.

He didn't know anymore.

He was too frustrated to think.

He continued his task of hurling sharp objects at the wall, each one sinking in with a satisfying thunk!

He couldn't stop thinking about her, her anger, her smile, her her.

Damn it! He had to focus, had to not be tearing himself apart over this.

Besides, it's not like they were in love or anything. Maybe not yet, not... like that. But it was just as good, it was comfortable and exciting and she really did care for him. He cared for her too, more than anything. She'd given him something he'd never really had before, and it was incredible. She was this beautiful person, that he couldn't help but admire. She was closer to him than any friend would be.

But what she also was, was infuriatingly stubborn.

And another annoying thing was her naivety. She was a little domestic, realistically knowing next to nothing about the Shadowhunter life, even though she it was part of her heritage and she was definitely capable enough.
She was just... almost childlike in her innocence, which he found difficult to understand. And it definitely held her back.

Storming out the room, the door crashing loudly against the doorframe, paint flakes falling through the air.
He needed to go find something to fight, before he did anything else.

Any good? I'm not to sure about this chapter.

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