Fear (H.S.)

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"Are you scared of me?" He asked, immediately ignoring my question.

I looked down speechless, I wasn't prepared to answer that.

Anger was bolting up inside me,

but at the same time I felt empty inside.

"I-I-" I stuttered, but was interrupted.

"ARE YOU?!" He pressed on, putting his hands on my shoulder.

"Don't touch me." I whispered.

"Answer my question!"

"No, don't touch me." I said a little bit louder, the anger building up.

"Answer it!"

"I said don't touch me!" I screamed, feeling a great force leave me and push on something, I winced
and closed my eyes, and when I opened them again,

He was gone.

And I had blood on my hands.