I didn't have time to think, just react. Her hands collided with my collarbone griping my shoulders. Skillfully knocking me to the ground, luckily I was faster. Right before her and my body collided with the floor I slipped my knees against my chest. My back crashed painfully against the hard wood, my head rebounded on the floor secants later. I took my chance as soon as my body landed; I shoved my knees forward causing her to fly back onto the floor. She didn't have time to react before I had her pined beneath me, she struggled uselessly against my hold on her. Watching her struggle with no prevail I tried to get control over my body, fighting against the massive desire to snap her neck. I tried calming myself with easy even breathing but not having very much luck with that. Times like this I'm glad I'd been so motivated during combat and survival training, if only I'd focused on the reading material just as obsessive. Her struggling ceased as her eyes iced over with a glare, her eyed screaming silent death threats at me.
"What fuck do you think you're doing here?"She snapped her voice calm and deadly. I would have believed she wasn't frightened if the rate of her heart beat wasn't skyrocketing behind her ribcage, come to think of it I'm quite surprised she even attacked me. She's a lot smaller then me, and the fact she even tried to attack me is unbelievable. I can't sit here calmly and believe that she thought she'd have any chance at wining against me, especially being just a measly human.
"Stop. S-staring. At. Me." Her voice cracked hoarsely beginning to panic. Though her panicked and fear stricken state I was more intrigued then anything else, what is an insignificant mortal doing at a place like this? The intensity of that I am staring at her made her show how uncomfortable she is by avoiding my gaze. I tilted my head to the side amusement washing over the rage, first she attacks me then she scared shitless of me?
"What are you doing here?" my question didn't turn out deadly like a wanted it too, in fact it came out rather friendly. I waited patiently as she thought over her answer or perhaps a quick believable lie.
"My boyfriend lives here" she whispered, it almost sounded....embarrassed. I tensed as my thoughts flashed to Michael and Mich. No it's probably not them, probably the Brad guy. Yes that brad guy. I crossed the possibility of Mich and Michael off the list greedily accepting the other possibility.
"Why did you attack me?"
"I thought you were an ex-girlfriend" her response was hurried and she didn't meet my eyes, she's obviously just lied but at least she sucks at it. The look on my face must have convinced her that I didn't fall for it because she tried again.
"He called and said I should come over. He needed to....-she paused franticly searching for something to say- Talk to me." The whole time she didn't look me in the eye, her excuse is pathetic.
"You do realize you are a terrible liar, don't you?" I insensitively asked, no the term demanded fits better.
"Yes" she admitted. The way she bit her lip and a mix of hurt and hate crossed her face, I knew all to well she was beating herself up on the inside. I avoided her gaze this time, refusing to feel pity. That's when I noticed how eerie quiet it is, all the noise should have attracted somebody's curiosity. The only sound in the room is the human girls breathing and heart beat and the television, other then that everything is ghostly quiet. I glanced down at her, her wide alarmed gaze met mine. She looked as confused as I am; shouldn't she know what going on?
"Were is everyone?" I whispered, looking around the living room. She didn't answer right away so I glanced back down at her. She looked deep in thought, like she was trying to figure that out herself.
"I'm not.....sure." she mumbled, she said it like she should know the answer. I have a feeling whoever she's talking about is going to get an earful, She's not the only one who is going to be bitching. Just like I anticipated she got angry, very pissed. Her eyes glared over my shoulder at the ceiling, probably imagining the death of whoever she's mad at.
"I'll give that Michael a piece of my mind!" she hissed in anger, her eyes flashed to mine" You've had your fun. Not get off. She demanded irritated. I was taken back; did she just...command me? Unbelievable. She's idiotic! I'm the one that has power over 'her' not the other way around. She glared seemly oblivious of that fact that I'm the cat and she's the mouse, completely senseless! Even more irritated she became more impatient, if that was possible.
"Fine, Have it your way."
I wish I'd gotten off of her before. I didn't have time to react. It's like I instantly was slammed into the wall. I heard the thump when my body hit the floor, then the pain. The pain is bearable but the loud ringing in my ears is almost intolerant. My thoughts are all scrambled, I feel like I fainted. My stomach churned as a wave of nausea hit me, I think I might puke. I groaned in agony as the nausea intensified along with the ringing in my ears, what the hell did she do to me? I opened my eyes to see that she's no were near me, not even in the room. I closed my eyes tight; the nausea is showing no signs of going away. I cursed the unnamed human to the fiery pits of hell for doing this to me. She left me all alone to wallow and groan in the agony she bestow upon me, I should of snapped her neck when I had the chance.
