Chapter 4
I stand still, looking up at him rigidly. He stares down at me mostly looking at my stomach.
"I was gonna ask you why you're wearing guys clothes, but I'm guessing the blood would explain it. Got into some trouble to steal some guys clothes? Huh?" He smiles at me. " Take off your shirt," he says while staring at me as if seeing if I'll refuse. He gives me a look which I’m assuming is supposed to scare me to make me take off my shirt. He'll have to kill me first.
"No," I state blankly.
"Take it off now or I will." He stares at me coldly. What the fuck is up with him.
"Nope." I throw a punch at his face which makes him stagger back a little. I break the window that I stood by to the left and jump out if it. I land with a soft thud on my right foot and left knee. Luckily the drop isn't as bad as Jeb's.
I hear all the guys get up and come running for me. FUCK!! I dash and run as fast as my freaking tired legs will take me. I keep running, but I quickly start to slow down as I start to hear Stephan right behind me. He clamps a hand on my shoulder and turns me around to face him. He shoves me to the ground hard and he quickly sits on top of me with my hands pinned over my head.
"Why do you want to see my stomach?!" I yell, frustrated. The other guys are standing above me looking down curiously.
"What's going on?" Jake asks.
Stephan pulls up my shirt. All the guys peer down at me. I look up at all of them and they look shocked. One of them whispers, "Jeb" while someone else says, "Can't be healed darling." I look at Nick and he looks like he's full of pain and sympathy. Why is he in pain? I'm the one who has a bloody stomach... No his pain is different. He feels bad that he couldn't protect me. Protect me my ass. We didn't know each other well enough anyways. I know his love isn't true and I fucking HATE sympathy. Wait there's something else... But I can't seem to form it from his mind. Wait, no he's trying to hide something, but why?
"Are you guys done staring?" I ask annoyed out of my mind. For some reason I feel cold, but it should be pretty warm, it's the summer after all.
"Stephan, bring her inside, NOW!" Damien tells him sounding annoyed and pissed. Fuck it. Everyone is pitying me... Uggh!!! I hate this! Stephan reaches out to help me up with a look of sympathy, apology, he even looks hurt, probably because of the way I'm looking at him, with a death glare.
"I can walk," I said bitterly. I make sure to walk behind the rest of the group. I don't want them seeing me walk so slowly with exhaustion and with the limp of my sore stomach and legs.
While I walk I listen in to Nick's thoughts. He's pissed at Stephan for lifting my shirt and making a big deal out of it. He's pissed at Stephan for his stupidity and the way he acted towards me. More importantly, Nick hates to see me in pain and to see me hurt. He's going to kill Stephan after this! As for Stephan, he feels like an ass for making me involuntary show something about me that I clearly didn't want anyone to see. He tries to think of why I would want to hide this, why I don't seek for help and the story behind all this blood.
I walk into the house and lean against the wall that's to the left of the door. Where I stand, the three couches are to my right, left and in front of me. The guys resume to where they were sitting before, staring at me quietly, expectantly. I shake my head slightly, lean against the wall and look up at the ceiling bored and annoyed. I stay emotionless waiting for someone to say something.
Nick’s learning to keep his mind shut out from me; damn I was hoping he wouldn't. I guess he learned something from me after all.
Jake seems sorry for me, but not as much as everyone else. He doesn't seem to care but he also realizes I'm strong. Nick knows better than to treat me with pity but he can't help to feel sympathy towards me. Damien is radiating anger toward Stephan. I'm assuming Damien plays a fatherly role in this mansion of vampire and Stephan is the youngest, naughty, little boy. Nick, even though a human, seems to be in higher control than Stephan. As for Jake, he's Damien’s right-hand man.
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