The Angel Frey

"I said leave!" Vaughn roared. His heavy palm struck my shoulder, shoving me hard. The brutal force sent me tumbling backward. My palms slapped against the cold hardwood floor, scraping my skin as I skidded to a halt. A sharp ache bloomed deep in my chest, but my pride took the heavier blow. I sat there for a fractured second, the coppery scent of spilled blood hanging thick in the stifling air. H