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time; instead I just barged into the room, hoping that Leo would be in here.
                  I sighed as I half stepped, half fell into the room. That’s when I saw that I wasn’t alone in the room. The blonde-haired boy from the kitchen was also in here, lying on the bed and wearing headphones. On seeing me he took them off and sat up.
                  ‘Sorry,’ I mumbled out, ‘I was just looking for my friend.’
                  ‘That’s all right,’ he grinned. ‘I came up here to escape the lame music. You wanna take a seat? I don’t bite.’ He patted the free space on his bed.
                  I blushed before I sat down next to him, placing my jacket by my side. His dark blue walls were covered in various band and film posters, and he had a skull and crossbones flag hung up behind his bed.
                  ‘So you’re a friend of my sister’s then?’
                  ‘Yeah, kinda,’ I said, the realisation hitting me that he was Megan’s brother.
                  ‘So what’s your name?’ He edged himself closer to me, so that his legs were touching mine.
                  ‘Celeste.’
                  ‘Neat name, mine’s Brandon,’ he grinned, revealing his slightly crooked front teeth, an imperfection that only added to his attractiveness. ‘You in my sister’s year then? Don’t think I’ve seen ya about school.’
                  ‘Yeah, I started a month ago.’
                  ‘Do you like it around here?’ he said, as he placed his hand on my leg. I flinched, but he didn’t take it away.
                  ‘Yeah, it’s okay,’ I muttered, before standing up abruptly. ‘I better go and find my friend.
                  ‘Hey, what’s the rush?’ he stood up and grabbed my arm.
                  ‘I need to find him,’ I tried shaking his grip off me, but this only caused him to tighten it.
                  ‘Your boyfriend doesn’t need to know you’re here. I’ll never tell,’ he smirked as he pulled me in closer to him so that I could feel his breath on my face.
                  ‘No, I wanna go.’ I tried to flinch free from his grip, which caused him to grab onto my other arm.
                  I had an image of Max’s face in my head, and the smug look he gave me when he knew that he was in control. I stopped him, and I could stop Brandon, too.
                  All the posters on his walls simultaneously tore themselves in half.
                  ‘What the-’ he said, his grip tightening on me so that I felt his nails start to dig into my flesh.
                  I focused hard on him, noticing the mole on his left cheek and the hint of green that speckled his otherwise blue eyes. I focused as hard as I could, and that was when his fingers started to curl back off my arms. He looked down, horrified, not understanding what was happening. Still, his fingers kept curling backwards.
                  ‘Make it stop!’ he screamed out.
                  I blinked my eyes, and that’s when he brought his hands up to his face and moved his fingers. At least he could still move them and they weren’t broken. At least I’d stopped in time.
                  He was staring at me like I was a monster. Tears filled my eyes as I turned and ran out of his room.
                  I’d just wanted to make him feel like he’d made me, scared and helpless. I hadn’t actually wanted to hurt him. I’d ruined everything, my whole new life, everything. Maybe I should have just let him have done what he wanted to, at least then I wouldn’t be standing outside of his room struggling to breathe.
                  I knew that I hadn’t meant that, though. Brandon had no right to hurt me; he had no right