The way I saw it, I had three options . One: turn back and keep walking , pretend that I didn't even see him. Two: go up to him and cry about what he'd done to me . There wasn't a choice . From the moment I saw him there , my anger flew up to the heavens. I've been walking forever. I'm cold and hungry and miserable, and I'm sick and tired of him !
I walked up to his side , he didn't even acknowledge me.
"How could you do something like that !"
He looked at me, startled . When he realized it was me, he glared and took another sip of his beer .
"Go away, Lia " Brandon turned back to the view. I grabbed his shoulder and yanked him around to look at me.
"What have I ever done to you?! " I needed to know the truth, I wasn't leaving until I knew why.
Brandon shoved back harshly. I stumbled a little but quickly regained my footing .
"I said leave!" He growled.