"Enough!!l he boomed.
My heart was in my throat as I scrambled to get away, but he was on me in a second. He grabbed me by the arm, bending it back easily. I cried out, Dropping the knife. He tried to grab me, but I sank to the ground quickly, reaching for the knife. Just as my finger tips closed around the handle, I felt a tight grip grab my ankle and yank me back. I let out a frustrated noise, landing a punch to the side of his head. That seemed to be the final straw for him, because in a second he yanked me up off the floor and grabbed me by the wrist, twisting it behind my back.
"Let go!!" I yelled, pushing back against him. He kicked my feet out from under me and in a second I landed with My head smashed into the sofa, and my knees on the floor. Pain shot through my leg and I shrieked. Taking deep breaths, I struggled to stay calm as I took in what was happening.
He was kneeling behind me with one hand holding my arms against my back. With the other hand, he pressed my face into the couch, and I struggled back against him. I heard a deep laugh from behind me. "What did I say about coming at me with shit!!" He yelled in a voice that genuinely scared me. My blood ran cold and I stopped moving.
"Probably thought I was a damn idiot for leaving that knife out in the open like that. Well guess what, princess??? It was a test and you failed." I was seriously scared now. I don't know where they took James but I sure as hell don't wanna end getting the "fence" . I can't seem to play him either, he can read me too well.
Had I misjudged him? I mean, with everything I had seen so far, this is actually within character for him. I don't know why I am surprised. Still though, I stiffened. What do I do? The best bet seemed to be groveling, as much as I hate to admit it.
"Please." I cried, trying to turn to look at him. "Please don't kill me I'm sorry." I pleaded through gritted teeth. "I want to trust you I am just scared I promise I'll never do it again I promise."
I heard him sigh and loosen his grip on me slightly. "This is what I mean. You can handle a knife against walkers. But with people? Sweetheart you just can't seem to figure out who the enemy is, can you? You don't think you're safe? If you're in my walls? Play by my rules? you are safe. Amelia it will never happen again."
Tears welled up in my eyes and I struggled against him slightly. There was a quiet second where I could tell he was still contemplating what to do with me.
"Alright." He spoke finally, but quickly stood up, plopping down on the sofa and pulling me down with him. My head was level with his shoulder, his broad arm going behind my head, gripping the back of the couch, the other, he used to turn my face.
He was looking down at me, eyes still searching. I could barely breathe. His voice rang out quiet and deep, our faces inches apart.
"Listen to me and listen to me good. I need you to know that if you were anyone goddamn else I would have killed you already. And believe me I don't enjoy killin ladies, especially ones that look like you...Just, I don't know who you think you're dealing with, but if you keep breaking my rules. You are not going to like where you end up, are we clear?" I wanted to look away, or at least move away but I was frozen. I just nodded my head just slightly, and the hand that rested gently under my chin, gripped it harder, pulling my face forward. "Are we clear?" He asked me again. "We're clear." I said, trying to keep my voice from shaking. "Why not just make it easier for yourself and just kill me?" I asked him, wondering if I would get an answer. His face stayed serious enough, but I could see the corner of his lip start to curl.
"I don't like easy." He said. His eyes drifted to my lips. "Besides, I could use you. I want you to be like my... assistant." He told me. Our faces were inches apart at this point, and I couldn't be the only one aware of it. "And yes I know what you're thinking by how that sounds. You'll probably be disappointed when I say it's nothing of that manner." He grinned, making my face turn red. "I could use someone like you, someone who knows their way out there." He said.
