"Please, no!" the teenage boy took a step toward me, but I flinched at his touch on my arm. He just stood there watching me with his careful eyes.
"This can't be happening," I whispered while running my hand through my long brown hair and making space between him and I. I put my arms around my body as if a shield from this teenager and to bring some kind of comfort. Along silence was shared and then I heard his every step coming toward me. I just stared at the ground not wanting to look at this crazy teenager.
"Oh but it is sweetie and You. Are. Mine." He whispered in my ear.
