Dream in candy

Each step he takes towards me is making my heart beat so fast I swear he can hear it; a burning sensation fills my lungs as I struggle to breathe. He suddenly turns on me, now holding my chocolate stained fingers into his hands.
"Amy, where did you get this?" he asks through gritted teeth, squeezing my fingers to make his point clearer.
"I...I'm s-sleepy, I-i want to go to sleep" my voice barely audible, throat dry and scratchy; what is to come is inevitable no matter what I tell him; he knows it and I know it.