Alphas Toy

Part 34

I blinked furiously to make the tears go away as Christopher led the way back to the party. The last thing I needed was to look like I was crying. All it would lead is more questions and then another pissed off session with Christopher. Honestly I wasn't just scared of Christopher, I was furious at him. He didn't just get to tell me what to do, drag me into an uncalled mess and then shout at me like it was my fault. And worse, scold me like I was bloody two years old.

No it was my turn to be angry. I was the one kidnapped here, dragged into a mess and forced to put up with this moody satan from hell itself. I was forced to give up my perfect life for this nimrod. And I tried making things work but he seems hellbent on thinking that I intentionally worsen things. This was not my mess. It was his.

I was no longer crying. I was angry. I had to take deep breaths to calm myself down, clench and unclench my fists. Pressing my lips into a thin line, I attempted to swallow up my inner resentment. I didn't want anger to get the better of me but that was a thought pushed deep down.

"Are you coming or not?" Christopher muttered in an angry tone, speaking to me over his shoulder when he realised that I was no longer following him.

I looked up at him, glaring. The nerve of this prick.

"Well come on then. We don't need another show to be made" he muttered in annoyance when he saw that I wasn't replying.

"No" I said simply yet with attempted authority.

He turned around this time, to fully face me.

"Excuse me?" He asked, testing me whilst raising his perfectly defined eyebrow. 2 can play at that.

"You heard me. I said no. You can't just waltz in here and expect me to go back to you after the way you spoke to me. So I said no. This is your mess and you deal with it" I replied dismissively looking over my shoulder for effect. Yeah my emotions are currently all over the place, in a world of their own. Funny thing emotions are, aren't they? Inconsistent and unreliable yet to my rescue.

"Yes I can. That is exactly the reason you're coming down with me. Did you not get anything I said there? You don't listen to me, you can say goodbye to your little family. Permanently" he said equally in a powerful tone though his taller frame advantaged him with the necessary power he required.

"Stop threatening my family. This is between me and you. Don't get them into this" I said but this time it wasn't in a vulnerable tone. It was almost a warning, a command. I may have still not seen the worse of Christopher but right now, I was unfettered by his power over me. It was power bit authority. Authority is rightfully exercised and as far as I'm concerned, he has no rights over me.

Almost hearing my thoughts he replied "Well then I suggest you get a move on and do as I say darling. Besides I'm not big on hurting innocent people so let's hope it doesn't come to that" he said with a smug look on his face.

"Really? Because last I checked, I was just a innocent bystander walking the streets of England. And then suddenly I'm caught in your life predicaments and family drama. So I highly doubt protection of the innocent lies high on your priority list" I retaliated back with a smug look.

He pressed his lips into a thin line in anger. Oops, did I hit a nerve.

"You're not as innocent as you many out to be Isabella. I know I'm not exactly an angel here or one to judge but that doesn't automatically make you an angel. Compared to me, you do seem like the light in life, the ray of hope. Bet you love that feeling, don't you? Being assumed as the good one. But let me tell you Isabella, your every bit as dark as me. There's a darkness in you waiting to be ignited. I bring out that spark and you enjoy it and that's what got you so scared. Your scared of the darkness within you" he spoke profoundly, sincerely and menacingly. Every word seemed so truthful yet it was all laced with venom.