**Recap Louis’ Pov**
“just give up already Louis.” A female, high pitchy voice spoke from the other side of the door. There was a small window thingy with a set of rails in from of it in the door. I tried looking through it to see where the voice came from and who it belonged to. Even though I already knew the answer to the second question.
Mira!
Louis’ Pov
“Mira” I greeted her coldly, the venom clearly sounding through in my voice but Mira just chuckled at my cold attitude like it wasn’t effecting her by one bit. I was confused, I thought she was dead. I remember the boys telling me that they killed her.
Then why isn’t she dead? Then why is she here?
“why are you here?” I snapped at her. I just wanted to snap her neck and burn every single piece of her right now, all that was stopping me from doing that was this stupid door.
I stomped the door with all my might in anger but it still didn’t make any movement. It was just making Mira laugh harder.
“ow come on Louis, stop abusing that door, it’s not going to help you get out of here.” She laughed, making me glare at her furious.
“then what is?” I hissed at her.
“nothing” she smirked, bringing her face closer to the door window thingy. Her face was now just close enough for me to touch if I would stick my fingers through the rails that covered the small opening
“you’re stuck here louis.” She smirked, this was the drop of it, I hissed at her through my teeth and stuck my fingers through the small opening, scraping them right across her face, leaving five scratching marks from the nails of my five fingers.
She winced in pain and a deep snarl escaped from deep inside her chest.
“don’t try me louis. You are the one being stuck here, not me.” She threatened but I just rolled my eyes. I don’t care about what she is going to do with me, all I care about is Ella.
“where is Ella?” I asked suddenly when thoughts about her crossed my mind once again, I couldn’t help but to keep thinking about her.
“don’t worry louis, she’s been taken care off” Mira stated and she winked at me at the end. I spit in her already healed face, where you could still see the red scratch marks.
“what’s that supposed to mean?!” and that’s when I completely lost it.
“WHAT DID YOU FUCKING DO TO MY MATE!” I screamed, my eyes turning in a bloody red color and my fangs appeared out of my gums.
“WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!” I screamed and the door started buckling against its wall every time I shook with it, trying to break it down. Startling Mira slightly, not knowing where my sudden power came from.
“she’s not my problem anymore louis.” Mira stated, and even though she had told me earlier that it was impossible for me to break down this door she still took a large step backwards.
“WHERE IS SHE!” I screamed once again, demanding for an answer from her.
“not here obvious.” She smirked but I could still see a shocked and a little scared expression on her face which she was trying to cover away, trying to get me not to notice it. But it did. I even was surprising myself with all the anger and hate that was going through my body and veins.
“where!” I snarled, showing off my teeth to her, but that didn’t scare her, but that just made her bare her teeth to me as well, hissing back at me.
“like I said louis, she’s not my problem anymore, I don’t know where she is, someone else is supposed to take care of her.” She stated and a smirk was starting to form on her face, giving away that that didn’t mean anything good.
“who’s with her.” I growled, slamming my fists against the door. If this stupid door wasn’t here right now, I would have already ripped Mira’s throat and heart out of her body.
“that’s not important anymore louis, knowing who she’s with won’t help you save her, nothing will help you saving her, or any of your friends.” she smirked. I hissed at her again in all anger.
But I already figured who Ella would be with if she’s still alive. The ones that were hunting us as well. That’s how Mira found us again.
“why would you work with originals” I snapped. This didn’t make any sense. I thought Mira hated them because they killed her mate. Her MATE of all people. Maybe at first I would think that that isn’t such a bad thing, that it can happen, I mean the originals have killed many vampires and such. But now that I’ve found my mate myself, I just can’t imaging losing her forever.
After Mira still didn’t answer me I decided to speak up again.
“why would you help them when you know they killed your own mate Mira?! That’s sick and insane!” I screamed, just by the thought of me ever doing the same if Ella would have been killed, it just seemed unreal. I would never help the people that killed my mate.
“my mate is no subject for you to talk about!” Mira yelled back in all anger, I guess I’ve hit a dangerous nerve.
“they didn’t kill my mate Louis!” she hissed, taking a step back closer to me and I saw fire building up in her eyes and I knew that I was on dangerous grounds right now.
“then who did?” I asked confused, there is always been told me that originals killed her mate, but she never knew which one exactly and now she states that he wasn’t killed by originals?
“I did”
“you killed your own mate?!” I gasped in shock. And anger started building up in me once again. How can somebody be so cruel to kill his or hers own mate? That’s just unthinkable off!
“yeah, and that’s what you should have done with yours as well!
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