Chapter Twenty Six

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Niall's POV

"Its going to take a lot more than a snapped neck to kill me, sweetheart." Her irritatingly calm voice spoke. "But you just may have hurt my feelings. Niall, I thought we were closer than that."

"No we're not." I spat through gritted teeth. "And just for the record, you did turn me into a deranged psychopath, who only wanted to rip into someone's throat and drink them dry until I tore them apart, so you know."

"Touché. But you do remember," her head spun to Alex's scared face as she continued, "our past, don't you?" Alex's eyes widened as Abby stalked toward me.

Using her magic, she yanked me to my feet and I groaned in pain. Inches from my face she whispered to me.

"You will remember." She said as she forcefully placed her lips upon mine.

I struggled against her magic touch as she sped us over to the wall.

The buttons from my shirt clinked against the floor, my teeth clamped shut as she tried to slip her tongue into my mouth. Just as she used her annoying magic powers and her tongue fell against mine, Harry's voice echoed from across the room.

"Abby," he said sternfully, "enough."

She sighed and pursed her lips before smirking as she ran her dainty hands down my bare stomach, her fingertips sneaking under the band of my boxers.

"But I wasn't finished," she said pouting as she let the elastic snap back against my waist. She then strutted back over to Harry.

I agonisingly watched as Abby ran her fingers down the side of Alex's cheek. Alex closed her eyes, the small, scared noises escaping from her lips.

I sped over to them but, Abby's hand flung to her side in a fist and I froze in place.

Her long, blonde hair swished over her shoulder as she spun to face me, her face contorted into, what I believe to be, rising anger.
Her hands clenched at her side, her heels clacking as she stamped toward me.

"Why is it her? Why is it always someone else?" Her hands began flying around her body as she spoke. "You know what?" She asked as her eyes stilled and dug into mine. Her fingers clenching and unclenching as her magic compelled me.

"What happened to you? How did you end up working for every bad guy who looked at you?" I said, struggling against her magic.

"You. You're what happened. I loved you, so much. You were my world, and I would've given you anything you wanted. But instead you threw me to the curb, disappearing from my life. So now, don't you think its amazing, the irony that I'm chucking you to the curb and taking the one you love, and killing her. So this is pretty much all your fault." By the end of her insightful little love speech her hands were on her hips and she was smirking, very pleased with herself, I imagine.

"Okay, great. Now that we've got that sorted, I'd like to have a word with our little, helpless hero," Harry spoke as he walked over to me, shoes pattering against the marble floor.

He wrapped his hand tightly around my neck as he lifted me up and slammed me into the floor. The echo of the break caused Louis, Liam, Maddy, and Zayn to emerge from their rooms.

"I wouldn't advise following me. We wouldn't want it to end up like last time, would we?" He spoke with anger as his eyes glowed that pale yellow and his hair lighting up blonde. "Don't worry, she'll be dead by morning, we wouldn't want all us vampires turned mortal,that would be a catastrophe," he said as he looked up to find everyone bareing their fangs. "Until next time."

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