Chapter 423

• Haiden Cross
• A grunt of irritation leaves my lips as I remove the white tape around my hands. They were bloody, dirty and mocked me for what I had done an hour ago.
• I threw them at the back and slammed the back of my head on the car seat headrest. "Fuck." I clenched my eyes shut and gritted my teeth. My jaw hurt from the force of knuckles slamming onto it without mercy. It may have broken then but I wasn't about to go to a hospital to raise questions.