Chapter 15

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Another picture of Riley up there ^




Riley P.O.V


I was getting more than frustrated with the crazy lady, she wasn't responding to our commands, she only laughed and half of the time looked like she was in some sort of trance.

One moment she looked normal, then the next she acted like a mad woman.

We tried everything, threatening her, hurting her, nothing worked.

No matter how much I hurt her she wasn't willing to build another time machine.

Now I knew it had been her in fact who built it, I found all of her old information about the time machine, or at least what I thought was the information, everything looked too damn complicated.

It was very hard to read the difficult instructions, if it were up to me, I'd build the damn time machine myself, but the instructions might as well be in another language for all I understood.

"Why don't we just finish her off already?" Scott mumbled under his breath.

I noted the irritation in his tone, the desperation.

I gave him a hard look "We aren't going to touch her," I warned sternly.

He gave me a big loathing look "Until when are we going to keep this up? The lady is too fucked up, she's nuts! She won't be able to build another damn machine," he growled.

"Yes she will, sooner or later she's going to have to" I snarled.

He let out a deep frustrated breath "We're just waisting our fucking time Riley," he told me.

"Watch, when she builds one, you won't get to travel in the past with us" I said back.

"I doubt she'll be able to build one anyways," he grumbled standing up "I'm going to go hunt something before I kill the crazy lady" he said turning to look at her with a longing look.

I stood in front of her so I blocked her from view, "Scott don't be so impatient, trust me on this one, she'll be able to build another time machine," I told him sternly.

"Whatever man," he whispered angrily marching out of the room, "If your plan is to keep her all to yourself, then you're one selfish bastard Riley!" he snapped.

"I'm not planning on eating her Scott," I rolled my eyes "I can actually control myself, unlike others" I glared at him.

He flipped me off and turned away "You better not eat her," I heard him say real quietly.

"I won't" I replied, at least not yet, I smiled internally. I turned to watch Ian who was all hunched up probably in pain, the scent of the crazy lady was very intoxicating, it burned my throat at the slightest sniff and I bet Ian's throat was on fire also.

"Ian you should go hunt too," I told him.

He barely looked up at me, his eyes were trained on the crazy lady, eyeing her like a piece of meat.

I let out a deep breath, did I have to stand in front of him too to block her from view?

"Ian," I repeated his name.

"Hmm?"

"Go hunt Ian, we don't want any accidents to happen do we?" I raised an eyebrow.

He forced himself to move, "She smells so damn good," he sighed "Riley are you sure we can't have a little tiny bite?" he gave me pleading look.

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