16-It got worse

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Instead of waiting for him, I turned around and started walking towards the house. I was hearing him shouting my name but I didn't acknowledge him.

When I thought I made it, a hand grabbed my arm making me turn around and face him. He was furious.

"What are you doing here?" He growled.

I didn't answer. I couldn't. The look in his eyes brought back memories I didn't want to relive again. He looked like him from that night.

I was terrifyingly scared of him that night, and now seeing his and Nate's similarities while looking at me, it made me fearful all over again.

I was scared of my own brother. I wasn't supposed to feel this way. I didn't want to feel this way. And yet I am.

"Let me go." I told him. Maybe if I put distance between us, I would be able to regain control of my emotions.

He didn't though. He didn't even look like he heard me. "What are you doing here?" He asked again.

Why was he so angry?

I understand that they haven't been very approving about the idea of me going to parties but I've never seen one of them so angry before.

There had to be something else.

I looked behind me, seeing the guy that was with Nate close by. He looked scared, like someone caught him doing something illegal.

And then it clicked. Nate wasn't angry because I was at this party. But because unknowingly I had witnessed something I shouldn't have.

But what could he have possibly done with that guy that he was so angry I had seen them?

"Why? Are scared I will tell the others your little secret?" I taunted.

I could be wrong. Maybe they were just talking and were doing nothing secretly. But one look at the guy's fear-consumed eyes, and I knew I hit the jackpot.

"You saw nothing. And if I hear you told anyone about it I will personally make sure you regret it." Nate stated coldly.

"If you let me go, I might consider keeping my mouth shut."

He let go of my arm and I turned around and started walking. He didn't come after me this time.

When I was about to go inside, he yelled.

"I mean it. You don't want to know what will happen if you don't keep quiet."

I just flipped him off and went inside.

I looked around for a while, but I didn't spot Gemma. I texted her but she hasn't responded yet.

I went to look for her upstairs.

The rooms were still filled with horny teenagers but there was no sight of Gemma.

I turned to leave when I bumped into someone. I looked up and my eyes widened.

There standing in front of me was Peter. I took a step back.

"Look what we have here." He said coming closer. "The Walker girl."

"Indeed I am."

The look in his eyes gave me chills. I wanted to leave. I was about to do just that but he blocked my way.

"Where are you going?" He asked innocently. "I thought we were talking."

"We're not."

As I said that I tried to get past him again. And he yet again didn't let me.

"What do you want? I don't have time for your games." I said irritated.

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