It was hard to look at her. Not because he didn't want to but because he couldn't. He didn't want her to read him so easily, it wasn't supposed to be that way. He was supposed to be impenetrable, he shouldn't be letting people in like he was doing with Lavender -- though she was kind of pushing her way in too, which was what caught his attention in the first place, actually.
Marcus hesitantly looked into her eyes and he knew he had lost the battle of keeping a wall between him and her. "I will hurt you, Lavender," he said in an almost defeated tone. He'd cause her so much pain, he knew it. It was the darkness inside him and no matter what she said, he'd end up just like his father.