As If Life Couldn't Get Any Worse

Chapter 12

©BFFBNJ aka Brenda M. England 2011

As If Life Couldn't Get Any Worse

Chapter 12

A whole week went by with me ignoring everyone. I hated everything. I hated myself. I hated them. I hated not being able to eat real food. I hated having fangs. You name it...I HATED IT. I was so frustrated and angry with everything that by the sixth day I stormed out of the bedroom. I was on a mission to get more answers. I knew that Chloe had given me bits and pieces but I wanted to know more.

I stormed into the library with it set in my mind that someone was going to give them to me. I found Octavian with his feet plopped up on a footstool, sitting on a couch with a book laid across his chest. His head was laying tilted to the side. He looked really peaceful laying there. Too bad I knew what he really was. I studied him for a few moments admiring his beauty. He was dressed in a gray button up shirt with some Escada jeans on. Before I had met Chloe I wouldn't have even known what Escada was but she had taught me some things about fashion.

Wait...what the hell am I thinking. I have known Chloe my entire life. Okay let me rephrase that....Before I had remembered knowing Chloe....

I took a couple quick steps toward Octavian. He hadn't even flinched, maybe he was asleep after all. Searching the room I found a grandfather clock. The time was one o'clock in the afternoon. Maybe that is what happens when you can't go out in the sun during the day. Maybe you just lay there..dead like?

I inched my way forwards. I was intrigued now. If he was dead to the world for the moment this would give me a good chance to really check him out. Before all that had happened with Cezar I was really digging my new boss. Why did he have to go and be related to that monster?

I crept closer and closer to him, trying not to make a sound. Lord knows, I didn't want him waking up with me towered over him like this. I was right above him now. His body laid as still as a dead persons would, oddly interesting and somewhat cute.

Just as I was about to step away his eyes popped wide open, he grabbed me and tossed me onto the couch. Shock ran across my face as he grabbed for my throat.

“What..are...you..doing?” I managed to squeak out of my mouth before he realized what he was doing. I slammed my fists into his chest sending Octavian flying across the room. Whoaaaaa!

“Zaphira, please forgive me. You startled me. Had I known it was you I would not have reacted in such a manner.” Octavian reached over to pick up the things that had been knocked over upon his crashing into them.

Just as I was getting up from the couch Chloe came running into the room. Worry painted across her face.

“What the hell is going on here?” She questioned both of us. “Is someone going to tell me? Or do I have to pull it out of your heads?”