Mine

I walk over with my fear rising as I get there, I rub the scars on my wrist through my sleeves as I work up the courage to say something.

I look to Reece as he flips to one of the most deep pages, instead of talking I lean over and slam it shut.

He looks up, a smirk on his face as I leave it in his hands. My fear hits high as he raises his arm, the one holding my book.

I flich back as it comes towards me and the smirk falls off his face, I look up again only to see him trying to hand it to me.