She had followed him, stupid that she was; she'd followed him, because she'd wanted to comfort him. But then he screamed at her, hate-filled, barbed with rage and anguish, and her first instinct had been to flinch.
But then he'd called her a whore, and her spine went rigid, and her eyes flashed. She could deal with the anger, but this...? This behavior was unacceptable."
"Now you listen to me." Her voice was low and sharp, cracking across the space between them like a whip. "I have had just about enough. I am telling you now, and I am sorry that I did not tell you sooner, but you will not be killing anyone. You will not be fighting anyone, you will stop acting like a child throwing a tantrum and listen. And you will handle the information like the god-damned adult you are and not the monster you pretend to be, or so help me I will walk out of here and never come back. We are all different here! You're not special! Your mother probably didn't even know what you were, or what your father was! You think my mother know she fucked an incubus and had a baby that would grow up needing to have sex to live? You think I asked to have a body that goes weak and shaky and insane with lust after a couple weeks of not banging someone? You think Tobias and Ophelia asked to be werewolves?!?"
Her chest was heaving, color high on her face with her emotions spilling forth. "I have tried to be good to you, Charlie, I have tried to tell you gently, but gentle isn't working! I do not deserve to be screamed at and insulted for being the only person brave enough to come and tell you the truth! I'm telling you that I want to be here, with you! That I want to fucking commit myself to being here, to taking care of you, to making sure you know what's going on, you ungrateful bastard!"
He was crying, she could see it, and tears pricked at her own eyes; she dashed them away, impatiently, and glared at him. "You're a fucking jerk, Charlie, you're crude and you're mean and you're cold, but you're not only that. And I don't think you can get better, but that doesn't mean you have to get worse. Or do you just want to lie down in the dirt and let fate walk all over you? Is that what you want? Just to give up? Funny, I would have thought someone like you would have more fight."