Chapter 3: I Am Sensitive

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Luna's POV

After my little rant in the car, Jack and Sam didn't dare say a word to me. But I could see Jack keep taking small glances at me in the mirror, but I focused on the empty streets of New York at 2:00 in the morning. I could just feel how much Sam was tensing up in front of me. He seemed nervous, as if I were actually going to set him on fire. I would never hurt a human, unless I could sense danger in them. That's what triggered the powers deep inside me.

"I'm sorry for blowing up on you guys like that," I whispered, "I wouldn't actually hurt you guys unless I felt like I was in danger. Which for some unknown reason I actually don't feel right now." I told them.

"Your fine, you were just defending yourself." Said Sam from the front seat. I could feel him relax.

I was actually more sensitive than you think. I come off as someone who couldn't give two shits about anything, but words hurt me more than knives. I had been through a tough past. Not knowing where I was to live. Not being able to trust anyone after the death of my parents. And to add onto the list of cons, I had no one. No one to talk to, no one to even say hello to and smile to. I had no one.

A/N:

I KNOW I PROMISED A LONG CHAPTER BUT FUCK THAT I AM LAZY! Lol just kidding. But in all seriousness, I couldn't really come up with much for this chapter so yeah. You get what you get, and you don't through a fit. I will update as soon as possible. And I'm sorry for all the bad grammar and all that shit. Love yah!

-Brailee

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