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With Cleo's last remark, Silas' eyes shot up to the ceiling while he bit the inside of his cheek—very hard. He could feel his shoulders shaking slightly as he tired to hold back the laughter that threatened to burst out. Keep it in, keep it in! Though it was easier said than done when Parisa was on the floor crying with laughter.
Jessica's mouth fell open and her eyes widened. "Excuse me? How dare you say that to me." her hold on Silas tightened as if looking for reassurance from him. "At least people want me, I don't end up cutting myself because I'm not lonely."
As soon as the words were out of Jessica's mouth, Silas yanked himself out of her grasp. If only looks could kill, the girl's head would have been rolling lifelessly on the floor. "Say that again, I fucking dare you."
"Wha—" All colour drained from Jessica's face.
Silas twisted the girl's arm around her back, pushing it upwards, almost breaking it. He leaned into her ear and hissed. "If you say anything like that again, I will murder you. Now go and be a slut somewhere else."
The teacher came into the room just as Jessica was set free. She ran out of the room with tears streaming down her face, completely ignoring the questions the teacher was asking her. Silas took a deep breath and regained his normal composure, turning to Cleo with a lopsided grin. "Sorry about that."
