Too Human - Forbidden book 1

Chapter Thirty four - Violet

Violet

I froze. I couldn’t breathe properly and I felt like I was sick again but I knew it was just from panic. The bitch who poisoned me was on the other end of the phone.

“Lidia,” I said, my voice shaky. The other three at my table were staring at me like I’d lost my mind. Jager tried to take the phone back off me but I slapped his hand away and glared at him. His glower was much more scary than mine but I won out.

“I wasn’t expecting to hear from you again Lidia. I mean, after what you did to me, being Jager’s favourite and all, I would have thought he’d have killed you. I’d hoped he had.”

“You little bitch!” she hissed. “I was his favourite before you came alone! Me! You ruined everything!” She was screeching by the end of it.

“Violet,” Jager said. “Give me the phone!” He put his hand out but I ignored him like he was a child demanding he have a lollipop.

Lidia gasped. “He’s there?”

“Well if you heard him, then yes,” I said, in a ‘duh’ voice.

“Jager, your pretty little box didn’t hold me and Phillip, poor boy, couldn’t stop me. He tried to keep me out of your office, but his neck went snap,” she sang.

Jager’s eyes flashed, rage setting into his features, and a growl slipping from his throat.

“He was awfully yummy, Jager. First meal I’ve had since you put me in that box.” Lidia laughed. “I found my phone tapped underneath your desk, cliché place to hide things, by the way. Jager, I’m very upset with you, you know. Putting me in that box and all.”

“Is there a point to why you’re calling?” I asked, cooly. All her talking gave me time to calm down. “Or did you just want to brag?”

“Stupid human. I’m calling to tell you; you’re next. I’m coming to finish what I started. Watch you’re back human.”

Jager snatched the phone from me. “Lidia!” he snapped.

Only, she’d already hung up.

Chasseur and Jager stood at the same time, Jager grabbed my hand and yanked me to my feet while Chasseur touched Dustin’s shoulder, for him to follow. They dragged us out of the restaurant and back out to the car, Jager opened the passenger door for me, and obviously my human pace was too slow for him because he grabbed my hips and picked me up, shoving me into the car seat.

He was sitting in the driver’s seat before I could even blink and was starting the car, his movement jerky and clumsy.

Jager and Chasseur were speaking rapidly in a language I couldn’t understand. I wish I had the time to learn it. I wanted to know what they were talking about. Maybe I should do as Jager wants and be like him. But, I wasn’t sure I could do that. I was to scared I’d become something scary, something no longer human, with no humanity; like Lidia.

“What’s going on?” Dustin demanded.

I was too panicky to answer, worried about why Jager was so worried. I mean, why was he worried about Lidia? He was stronger than her, able to protect me, and so is Chasseur.

Jager took off, speeding  down the highway and dodging traffic like a pro. Of course, Jager was good at just about everything he did.

In the back seat I could hear Chasseur whispering franticly to Dustin, explaining to him what his human senses couldn’t hear on the phone. Otherwise the car was silent and soon she finished explaining and fell quiet too.

“This isn’t the way to my house,” I frowned, turning to Jager.

“Not taking you home,” he muttered.

I nodded, I wasn’t going to argue with him. “Where are we going?”

“To Dawn.”

I swallowed, shivers running down my spine as I thought about the place I spent only a few weeks. I didn’t want to go there, the place held no good memories for me.

After another five minutes in silence I started fidgeting.

“What’s the box?” I asked quietly.

Jager didn’t say anything, just kept driving.

“Jager, what is the box?”

Again he ignored me, but I knew he didn’t like me asking what it was, his hands gripped the steering and I wondered if he’d snap the steering wheel.

“Don’t make me ask again,” I told him.

He smirked. “I like it when you get angry,” he said, giving me a sideways glance.

“Well, I’m about to get adorable if you don’t get a straight answer.”

“Mm,” he moaned. “Sexy.”

“Jager!” I whined. I knew he was trying to change the subject, but if e thought I'd drop it, he was badly mistaken.

Huffing, he shook his head. “The box...” he trailed off.

“The box,” Chasseur said. “Is a coffin. He put her in the cell under Dawn in the coffin, chained it closed and left her there.”

“For how long?” I asked slowly.

“She came back to Dawn four months later, he put her in there the same night she returned and hasn’t let her out.”

“She’d been in there for over a year and a half?”

“Yeah,” Jager said. “Didn’t feed her, never let her out, she had no company, and stayed there in the dark since.”

“Damn,” I breathed, shaking my head. “That’s torture.”

“She poisoned you!” Jager snapped. “She deserved it.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t agree with you but still! Jager, she’d going to be pissed.”

“Jager, she hasn’t eaten in twenty months,” Chasseur said. “How could she be strong enough to be up and about? She’s not old enough to not be sick and starved.”

“Phillip. Who knows how many other humans she’s snacked on since she got out.”

“I guess we’ll find out when we get home.”

“Guess so.”

I felt Chasseurs hand touch my shoulder and I looked over it to look at her, she’d leant forward in her seat, no seat belt on and leant against the back off my chair.

“Are you going to be okay? Going back to Dawn?”

“I don’t know,” I whispered.

Sorry it's so short guys I wrote this in my work break, I'll have more for you in the next few days.

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