The Experimental Mate (in editing process)

Not My Mom

Tori's POV:

"What the hell were you thinking?" I hold the boy in front of me, clutching his shirt with two fists. He's pinned to the wall and looking at me with fear and shock.

"Do you know how many lives you've taken today?" I growled lowly, grabbing the other conscious boy by the ear. I walk over until they were away from the unconscious one, not wanting to wake him just yet. The boy I held by the ear had black hair that slowly faded to a dark blue with blue eyes and pale skin. He stood tall, probably about five-eleven or six feet. He's wearing jeans and a blue hoodie with a black undershirt, and I can literally smell the fear seeping off of him like a toxic flower trying to snuff you to sleep. My eyes fell on the other boy whose shirt I still held, clenched tightly. He was a little shorter than his buddy standing at maybe five-nine. His eyes are a light brown, his hair a bright blond. He has green round cuff piercings on his higher ear lobes and he's wearing a white shirt, which was completely see through because of the rain, and baggy jeans. They both wore boots which shocked me. I swear I haven't seen one person here who hasn't worn boots. 

I take a deep breath, releasing both of them, and point to the concrete floor of the cellar.

"Sit." Surely enough, both of them sit looking up at me with wide eyes. I feel Jay's arms wrap around my waist and I can feel his hesitation with his action. I can also feel a little something bulging from his jeans and poking my back. Weird man.

"You-" I started, pointing to the boy with black and blue hair, "explain, now."

It took him a moment, him glancing at his buddy before looking back up to me. I snapped my fingers, my head tilting and I'm sure my eyes are speaking every emotion I'm feeling. I mean, come on. I saw the fucking bodies and I seen the baby in a burning crib. That baby could have died if I didn't search the house.

"We were told they were abandoned." I glared down at him, biting my tongue. Really? They were just doing it for fun.

"Don't bullshit me." I growled, moving forward to grab him once more. Jay's arms tightened though and kept me locked in place.

I continued glaring at the boy, mulling over why Jay tightened his arms.

At sixteen, seventeen, were you burning down houses and killing people? I sure as hell wasn't.

"Okay, suppose you did think they were abandoned. Why didn't you stop after the first house? I know for a fact someone lived there. Did you not stop after you heard the screaming or saw the bodies?" My voice grew louder and louder the angrier I got, and I could feel the others staring at me. Except for Jay who kept me rooted in place. The boy looked panicked shaking his head while his buddy just glared off into space looking annoyed.

"That's not true! We didn't see or hear anyone! We were just told we'd get paid if we destroyed the abandoned houses out here! We were told they were abandoned; I swear!" The boy rushed out, shaking his head with a frown. The other boy scoffed, catching my attention.

"Do you have something to say?" I ask with an angry smile, staring at him and just waiting for him to say something stupid. Jay's arms tightened once again though, reminding me to calm down. It's just hard. There were children, babies, and animals in those homes. When he looked up, his eyes were hard and cold.

"He's telling you the truth and you aren't a damn role model so quit acting like our mother." His voice was cold and disrespectful. I'm not sure how I did it but one second, I was in Jay's arms and the next, I was standing in front of him with my hand stinging. A loud clap had gone through the room and his face was tilted down and to the side, a big red welp forming. I crouched down to be at his level. Who the fuck does he think he is killing Jay's pack and family and then blatantly disrespecting me like that?