i was CHEATED.

I was cheated Ch.23

                                                              VINCENT'S P.O.V

I went out of the guest bedroom and rubbed my eyes sleepily, Faith is one character. I can't figure her out; she was so crazy and beautiful that the craziness looked hot! I thought about her literally all night, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Then I think of how Bolton carried her out of the house last night and got to wrap his arms around that sexy waist of hers.

My blood boiled at the thought of him touching her. I went to the top of the stairs and saw something that gave me a opened window of opportunity. I slowly sneaked down the stairs, without making them creak.

Faith was wearing baggy pajama pants with zombie clown faces on them and then a bright pink shit with a cartoon unicorn on the front of it popping out butterflies and sparkles. I smile; you got to love a girl with a crude sense of humor.

Her back was turned to me as I reached my hands out ready to grab her. She slowly inched down the hallway towards Mac's room not even noticing me right behind her. Just as a snake ready to strike I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her off the ground. "What the hell!" She yells throwing the spoon in the air.

"Not going anywhere.' I growl as she kicked in the air at me. "I will kill Mac, I swear it! I will kill him with this spoon; I will dig his heart out of his chest with it and throw it to the dogs!" She got my right in the wrong place.

I dropped to the ground and while doing that I dropped her on the tile. She sprawled out on her back and shouted, "You broke my ass!" She rubbed her ass with her hand and spotted her weapon. She crawled across the floor on her knees towards the spoon.

I reached for her ankles but missed; I got up on my knees and crawled after her. She picked the spoon up and sat on the ground "Don't come any closer she warned holding the spoon high in the air.

I lunge towards her.

"NO you didn't!" She says leaping away on the floor still. She turned around and hit me hard on the side of the head. I rubbed my head, "Ow that hurt!" I protested. She rolled her eyes, "No it didn't- you know it doesn't." She kept hitting me on the head and the face with it.

I laid on the ground and covered my head with my hands and brought my knees up to my chest. "Get in the fetal position!" I yell in a loud commander's voice jokingly. I was grabbed by the collar and brought to my knees

Heath glared at me as he let go of my shirt. He looked at Faith and helped her off the ground. She threw the spoon down to the floor and it clattered away. "Olivia needs you- she was up all night with me and didn't say a word. You want to try and get her to shower and change her cloths. It might make her feel better." I suggest as I pushed her softly towards the stairs.

I heard her mutter going up the stairs, "I will kill Mac with a spork if I can't do it with a spoon."

Heath ignored her, as I got up he continued to glare at me. "Lighten up man." I say slapping him on the shoulder and heading towards the fridge. "Lighten up? Just because I joke around doesn't mean I do it all the time. I know when to stop." He said with a stern face.

"What sup man?" I say biting into the red apple I got out of the fridge. "If you are here to screw around with Olivia's friends, then you can leave." Heath says sitting on the counter.

"What do you mean?" I ask swallowing the sweet fruit. "Our soon-to-be pack leader is gone," He paused and looked out the window "his possible mate is deathly upset about it to the point I'm saying to take away all the razor blades, guns, knifes and ceiling fans."

He thought Olivia would hurt herself. "And Anton will be back in less than three weeks to fight for her. He doesn't know she's a grey werewolf yet, which by the way is one of the strongest wolfs predicted t ever be. We are in for a hell of a fight." Heath finishes without blinking or backing down from me.