I Hate You

His words slithered down my spine like a snake, coating every nerve with unease.

“I hate seeing you with that guy.” Caleb’s voice cracked with something raw and desperate, but laced with an ugly undercurrent. His head dropped against my chest, his cheek rubbing against me side to side like a restless child seeking comfort. “You win, Hazel. End this charade with him. Please, Haze. Just… please.”