I doubt this guy is here to become my friend, but I introduce myself anyway. All he does is smirk and hum like I am some sort of dessert after I say my name. Trying to figure him out, I blurt out some basic questions about his age, school, powers, but he only snorts each time and never answers any of them. When I ask one more, to find out why he wanted to dance with me, this Cohen guy finally decides to break the mute act, even though he didn't say much. All he gave me as response is if "Killian" didn't say anything about him. It confused me, because Mr. Hale said he doesn't know this person. We might not be that close, but I am sure Mr. Hale wouldn't lie about it. I tell Cohen I don't know anything and wait if he decides to explain himself, but he does not. Knowing I won't get anything else out of Cohen, I endure the rough dancing and spinning.
As the song is ending, I thank Cohen for the dance and want to leave, but he keeps holding me. Trying to wiggle my way out, I fail, so I channel electricity to fight him off. I get free and keep staring at Cohen, asking what his problem is. I didn't do anything to him, I don't even know him, so this hostile behavior towards me is ridiculous. But I do know that I won't go down without a fight.
My stare definitely provoked Cohen, but he is calm, in a way. No yelling or using powers to counter mine. He simply just smirks and walks close to me slowly, like a lion that's staring down his prey to intimidate it. Another song plays, the students around us keep dancing while the two of us just stand still.
Cohen: Killian is my problem, and since you seem to be his plaything, you are a part of it too.
Me: So you hate me by proxy, huh? I don't know what is not to your liking but it seems petty and childish, so maybe let go before it gets bad?
Cohen: Oh, you haven't seen anything yet, and if you don't want me to, I suggest you do as I say and break up with your little boyfriend.
Yelling out at him that I won't do such thing, I scoff and decide to leave this ridiculous conversation. My storming out is stopped by Cohen grabbing my wrist. I try to pull out of his grip but there is no way I'll be able to get free, and the skin where he is holding me is staring to burn. Not wanting to give Cohen a satisfaction to see me defeated, I try to keep my expression the same, but it's hard not to wince from pain.
Cohen: I told you not to test me. I won't play nice.
Thinking he won't attack me with all these people around us, I summon my powers again to scare him off, but it was the wrong choice. Cohen's black wings appear and he engulfs us both under them to cover as he places a dagger to my throat. I have no idea why me breaking up with Draco will make him feel less angry at Mr. Hale, but this dude is serious about it. I wanted to ask why, but before the words can leave my mouth, he presses the dagger harder. I decide to stay quiet, because there is no reasoning with a psychopath. Cohen repeats his order and asks if I understand, so I only nod. Hearing him smirk behind my ear, I close my eyes and pray for him to go away.
The hold on me is released and Cohen is gone with a whoosh sound of his wings, leaving a bleeding gash on my neck. It's not that deep but I still put preassure on the wound, mostly because I don't want to stain the dress. Quickly pushing through the crowd, I go straight into the temporary bathrooms they made for us since we are not allowed to leave.
The blood is starting to seep through my fingers and at this point it's useless wanting to save the dress, but I still should at least clean the wound. Emerging from the constantly moving mob, I run as best as I can in this outfit and go into the bathroom. I open the door but they get stuck for some reason. I push more and then hear a thud and someone exclaim from pain.
I slide into the bathroom through the slightly opened door and see a girl sitting on the floor, holding her face and crying. Realizing I must have bumped into her, I quickly crouch and apologize. When I reach for her face to check on it, I notice how bloody my hand is and retract it immediately.
YOU ARE READING
Hallor Chronicles
FantasyHave you ever thought when you were little that you could have magical powers? Maybe you did but then you grew up and you forgot about it. But what if I told you that there are people with these special gifts? They could be you, or me, or your class...
