Troublemaker

Chapter-20 Okay, Hazel Grace.

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Chapter ~20 Okay, Hazel Grace.

If anybody would've told me that Warren and his bffs were supernatural beasts also known as vampires, then I probably would've laughed in their faces. I would've patted their back, saying ' Nice try'. But of course, since I was born this way, crazy and stupid as as they all say a dumb girl, I was so damn stupid for not being able to recognize their true self.

Callum told me, he would never hurt me. I believed him.Jade promised me Warren could never harm me. I believed him too. Heck, I even believed that Cal and Jade were my friends. But were they really? I seriously doubt that.

They lied to me. They all freaking lied to me about such a thing. And they made one thing clear to me- I could never ever trust them again. At least not Warren.

Nevertheless the truth was out. The ugly truth. And the worst part was that I was a part of it now due to the fact that I was Warren's mate. He says I'm his, chosen for him, but did his hatred towards me prove it? No.

It just proved the opposite.

'Then be ready to attend your family's funeral' his words kept haunting me. He had threatened to take my everything away from me. It was really difficult for me to pull through after the sudden death of my parents. They were my world, my everything. But once they were gone, it was like I was gone with them. Away. To a place that just resided in my mind, where nobody could enter. But Aunt Sarah and uncle pulled me out of the pool of my miseries. They became my everything.

And I was not willing to put my everything in danger again.

So, I did what my instincts told me to.

I slapped him. Yeah, that's right. I slapped him hard across his cheek, making sure that I put all of my force to the action. But of course, since the person standing in front of me was no human, but a vampire and that too with a tremendous physique, I ended up with a nearly broken wrist.

His expressions remained passive as if the force that I'd put in the slap didn't even reach him. I shrieked in pain, holding my broken wrist delicately with my other hand, biting my lower lip to keep from crying.

"You should know better than to slap a vampire," was his comment to which I wanted to reply by spitting in his face.

"And you should know better than to threaten me," I sneered, my teeth gritted together.

"Do you really think you can force me to do this shit?" I hollered, gazing into his dark orbs, refusing to look away because I was so not afraid of this jerk. Honestly, I'd said that sentence to make myself look a little less afraid and bold in front of him, thinking that he might let me go because of my stubbornness and that he would not harm my family or friends.

"I can and I will, don't worry. Get that fixed," his tone seemed so confident, unruffled and challenging and so did his eyes. His eyes threatened me in every possible way daring me to say no.

He started backing away, his eyes fixed on mine as he reached the door and before stepping out I heard him speak loud and clear, "I won't take no as an answer,"

And then he was gone as if he never was in my room a few moments ago.

As if he never existed in the first place.