Shattered

Chapter Two

"Good morning." A soft voice hums next to me. I jolt up, unleashing the covers from my body and sharply turning my head to the left. It's Blaine, sitting next to me in a white king sized bed.

"What the fuck am I doing here?" I say in a quavering voice.

I back into the corner of the bed behind me, bring my legs to my chest.

Before he can answer, Kallias walks in. "Finally, it's awake." He leans on the doorframe. God this guy is a narcissist.

"Great way of welcoming our guest, Killias." Blaine says, disappointed. "I have a name you know?" Kallias looks at me shocked.

"Yeah, I know." He smirks at me. He wasn't saying my name despite him knowing what it is.

"Youre fucking lucky I just woke up, I wouldve had my biceps wrapped around your head so fucking tight right now asshole." His eyes go from lively to dull in a matter of seconds.

"You better watch who youre talking to in this house, some are less understandable than me and wont hesitant to beat the fuck out of you if you threaten them." His tone is unnerving, he's serious but mad at me at the same time. I become silent and bite the inside of my cheek.

    The room goes silent for a while, Blaine looks at Kallias.

    "Kallias, don't scare her off again." He rolls his eyes.

"It's just a warning." His eyes go wide, and walks out of the room.

"Is he always such a prick? Or is it just me thats making him fucking act like that?" I look at Blaine in worry.

He chuckles. "Kallias isn't even that talkative, it's already a start that he decided to speak to you." I tilt my head at him. "Oh should I be grateful then?" His smile fades.

"Don't worry, not everyones like that in the house." I look away from his gaze. "Whatever, I don't care how your gang members act around the house, I actually have to be somewhere at 10:30 in the morning and I bet a thousand dollars it's already past that." I rest my chin in between my knees.

"Uh... here's the thing." He gets an uncomfortable look on his face, like he just stubbed his toe and tried to stay quiet.

"What?" I say simply, honestly can anything else go fucking wrong. "You can't leave the house." He says slowly. 

"Ha ha very funny Blaine, look, I really appreciate that you let me stay here last night but-"

"What's so hard to understand 'you can't leave the house?'" A mild voice comes from the doorway.

What do these people not understand about knocking?

This guy is taller than Blaine but smaller than Kallias, he has a black eye patch over his right eye and has two sleeves of tattoos on both his arms.

"What's so hard to understand 'I have to be somewhere at 10:30 in the morning and I'm already late?'"

"Listen, I don't want us to start off the way you started off with the boss. I'm only listening to the orders I was given to keep you safe in the house."

"Right... right. Now can I please leave?" I look at Blaine. "Mal, you cant leave the house." I shoot a glare at Eyepatch, "Then can I talk to the boss? I'll be polite and won't be disrespectful, I promise."

Eyepatch doesnt give me an answer. "I don't think you want to see the boss..." Blaine says. I keep my eye on him, he nods, agreeing with Blaine.

"Well, he's the one who gave you the order to keep me 'safe' in this house which also means he's the only one who can let me leave. So yes, I'd like to speak to him."  They both look at each other, before Blaine sighs.