chapter 20

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Kayla's POV

I watched as Blake, Logan and Noah argued amongst themselves as to what to do with Darius. I knew what we had to do. I had to get out of here if I left no one would get hurt and no one would die. Blake and Kara could have their happy ending. Logan deserved his too but I couldn't give it to him if it meant that he would be hurt. Darius would try to kill us both and he would succeed. Images flashed across my face of Logan. Darius had hit Logan so brutally blood and burned skin covered his body. His wounds didn't even heal until Noah gave him blood. I didn't want to see Logan like that ever again. Darius was stronger which meant he would win. It killed me thinking like this. I had just found out I loved Logan and now I had to make the worse decision of my life. I had to get out of here. Noah was helping me but he could get hurt to. No matter what kind of man Darius was Noah deserved to at least know him talk to him. With me around it wasn't possible I was the reason Noah blindly hated Darius, yes Darius was an evil vampire. But if he was treated right in the past this wouldn't be happening. I hated Noah a tiny bit less. He never knew his father, he never knew he was going to turn into a vampire, he knew nothing. He went through everything on his own. I wish I was there for him, but he turned me away which hurt. I was going to act normal and not let the pain that Noah's words had and still bought me. It wasn't worth it. Everything he did had a reason which he justified to his liking. Not to mine. But I didn't want to be selfish I could see in his eyes how he missed me, every time I moved I could see Noah's eyes flicker to mine making sure I was fine, I hated seeing him do that he was doing it involuntary. He was acting like everything was normal while I just felt numb inside to much was happening there wasn't enough time for me to think properly. No one was listening to me and Kara talk I had enough of this.

"Okay I'm out of here" I said shooting out of bed. Logan and Noah both teleported to my side grabbing each of my arms. I had enough time to hide my shock and show them my anger. I can't stand this protective behaviour it's sickening. Once upon a time I just had Logan to deal with but no Noah! He was ten times worse at the moment.

"Where do you think you're going?" Noah asked me mockingly. He didn't think I could get far on my own two feet.

"You guys can sort out your problems, I'll be downstairs until you can mutually agree on what the hell you want to do. Come Kara this sucks we don't have to listen to them since we are being ignored" I said. They both didn't release me so I struggled knowing it would get me nowhere.

"Fine, just downstairs. Do not exit this house. Or I will chain you back to the bed I mean it" Noah said seriously looking at me straight in the eyes. It was like he knew what I was about to do. I wished he hadn't said chained! I could see Logan's anger build up in his eyes, I couldn't feel it though? Maybe the blood thingy has run its course. Perfect timing I said grimly it would have given me an excuse not to leave.

"You chained her! Like an animal!" Logan yelled.

"Yeah? You know how she can get. She doesn't listen and I didn't want you two to beat me up just because she hurt herself" Noah said proudly while Logan radiated with anger.

"Stay in the house Kayla! Do not leave its four walls I can't sense your emotions anymore. So stay close" Logan said angrily at me while I concentrated on ways of getting out of here.

Logan and Noah released me. Kara grabbed my hand and we walked out. We could still hear them arguing up stairs as we made our way to the kitchen. I had to get Kara away from me so I had enough time to run. We made it to the kitchen Kara released me while she went to the sink. I looked out the window it was night not the perfect condition to run when you can't see your hand in front of your face I thought sarcastically. I looked around and sat on a tall bench chair closets to the door. Quick and easy escape I thought as I eyed the door.

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