SHY BOOK 1 - Chapter 2 (continued) - Get out of my head 2

"Don't move," Greyson said sternly.

"You can't tell me what to do!" Indianna snapped.

Indianna was quiet and reserved. She had a temper, but it was buried very deep down. Greyson seemed to have no trouble digging it up. As Indianna's temper grew, her shyness faded away.

"Get away from me!"

Greyson's jaw clenched, and he grabbed Indianna's arm, holding her in place.

"I said," he whispered in her ear, his voice resembling something very close to a growl.

Shivers ran down Indianna's spine.

"Don't move. Now sit the hell down and do as I say."

At this moment, Indianna was scared of Greyson. However, her anger easily overpowered her fear and shyness. She thought she had met boys like Greyson before, but she was wrong. She had never encountered anything like this before.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Indianna demanded. "My father? You can't order me about. You're freaking crazy! Now get the hell out of my way, or I will scream."

Suddenly, the cold look on Greyson's face was gone, replaced with an expression that wasn't kind but was much softer than before. His grip loosened, and Indianna's arm slipped through his fingers.

His eyes darted back and forth as he looked at Indianna. Her eyes were wide, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

"It's anger," he said after a moment of silence.

Indianna blinked, shocked at his sudden change in personality.

"W-what?" she spluttered.

"Anger," Greyson said. "It brings out your confidence. It helps you stand up for yourself."

Indianna's mouth dropped open. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"You did that on purpose! Didn't you? You were trying to piss me off?"

Greyson's lips twitched. "I wanted to test a theory," he said with a shrug and dropped back into his chair.

"You were scaring me! Why would you do something like that?"

"I wanted to see how quickly you'd get angry."

"Why? That's cruel!"

"Don't worry about it," Greyson said dismissively and gestured to the chair next to him. "Are you going to sit back down?"

"Tell me, Greyson!"

"It's not the right time."

Indianna suddenly froze. The voice had said that to her earlier.

It's you.

Indianna looked at Greyson as she spoke the words in her mind. He was looking up at her, but there was no change in his expression. His face was blank.

With a sigh, Indianna sat back down in her chair, not seeing Greyson's lips form a smirk.

I have no idea what you are talking about.

The voice made Indianna jump, and she immediately looked at Greyson, growing more suspicious. She realised that she could feel a presence in her head. It felt like this person was pushing his way through her mind, forcing himself in and invading her privacy.

"Are you okay, Indie?" Greyson asked, his voice curious.

Indianna narrowed her eyes and looked at her hands.

"I'm fine," she muttered and focused on the presence in her mind.

You do know what I'm talking about, she insisted.

No, I'm afraid I do not.

Just tell me who you are and what you are doing in my head! If you're in my head, does that mean—

Indianna stopped herself, but the voice answered her unanswered question.

Yes. Yes, I can read your mind.

"Oh my gosh," Indianna whispered.

Who are you?

I can't tell you yet, Indie.

Indianna gasped and looked up at Greyson, who was now on his phone. He slowly turned to her.

"Do you want something, Indie?"

"I... er..." Indianna shook her head hurriedly. "No, it's nothing."

You're going to drive me insane, she told the voice in her head.

I'm glad I could be of service, sugar.

Sugar? Indianna asked.

Is there something wrong with me calling you sugar?

Yes. I don't like it.

Then it's perfect.

Indianna had only had two conversations with this boy, but she could imagine him smirking. He was making her blood boil. She already hated him.

Aren't you just a bundle of joy?

Stay out of my head. Leave me alone.

You're no fun.

Get out of my head!

I'll be back, sugar.

The presence in her head disappeared, and Indianna let out a long breath. It was only the second period, and she already felt drained.

"Are you all right, Indie?" Greyson asked.

Indianna sighed and rubbed her eyes tiredly.

"I have no idea."