"Fucking bite me if you’re going to, I literally don’t give a crap," I say to them, and start walking away; I don’t have it in me to care anymore if they follow. I feel like I have a heavy weight on my heart and I don’t know how to remove it. The trees and paths blur as I jog though the woods. I pass a few cabins but from the look at the cars outside, I know it’s not Harris’s home. A few people stop to stare at me but I ignore them. I know it would be smart to ask for help but I feel so angry, I’m scared I'll just burst into tears.

"Lass, wait," Jaxson shouts behind me. The sound of his heavy boots slamming across the leaves is the only sound I hear as I run away. Some part of me knows running is pointless when he is a lot faster than me.

"No, I will find Harris and beg for a lift home, I meant what I said. Stay away from me." I shout over my shoulder, as I run faster through the trees. I see another cabin coming up and I’m sure that its Harris truck outside.

A hand snakes around my waist before I'm pulled over a shoulder. I smack my wrists against his back and try to wriggle off. The mountain of a man just chuckles and wraps an arm around the back of my legs to stop me kicking him.

"Put me down now Jaxson!" I shout in a frustrated growl.

"Fine but hear me out." I kick him one last one time before muttering,

"Fine," I say and I hear him chuckle but at least he is smart enough to not outright laugh at me.

Jaxson puts me down gently before standing close to me. The freshly cut wood like scent of him surrounds me as I look up into his bright green eyes.  His hair is slightly messy on top, where he has been running his fingers through it and his shirt has mud from my trainers all over it. I want to say the messy look doesn’t suit him but it does, it does way too much.

"I'm sorry, look things are complicated and it's not your fault," he tells me gently. I’ve never heard him be gentle with me; it throws me off my game for a second.

“I’ve never met anyone like you. I don’t like humans and,” he says and I cut him off.

"I want to leave." I cross my arms and backing away from him a little. Jaxson raises his eyes to look at me and we stare at each other, something changing in his gaze. There’s a vulnerability I thought I’d never see in his eyes. I’ve never been good at hiding my feelings, I’m sure he is reading me like a book now.