Chapter 22.

My hands started shaking, my feet were tapping restlessly against the plastic mats on the floor of the car and my heart was erratically beating in my chest.  Any minute now I would start to hyperventilate, I knew my tells and if my breathing picked up a little more I would have a full blown panic attack on my hands. “So calm the hell down.” “It’s not that easy!” I hissed at Trixy. “You can't let him know that you're nervous, Hazel.”  “You need to back off. Don't forget that I can feel what you feel too.”  She went silent for a second before quietly warning, “He’s watching.” She said.  I looked up, straight into the mirror where I saw his green eyes staring back at me. Why would he choose me when whenever he chose to show emotion it was always anger? Trixy was pushing up against me, more present than she had ever been and it sucked because I felt her fear as real as I felt my own. After a long glare heating my face reminding me that I was on the threshold of the devils home, he finally