I could feel her pain and it killed me to know that I was the one who caused it. I sighed before I knocked on her door. I nearly cringed at the sight of her when she opened the door.
She looked broken. And I was the one who had broken her. Way to go, Blake.
"Oh. It's just you. Great." She whispered. I winced but she didn't see it since she had already gone back to her bed and laid down, throwing the blankets over her head.
"Go away." She mumbled.
"Zoey—" I started, but she cut me off.
"Go. Away." She said. Again, guilt washed over me. She sounded horrible. She sounded like a zombie. Dead.
No." I said. I quietly shut the door and I heard her sigh. She threw the covers off of her head and rested her hard gaze on me as I sat down on Stevie Rae's old bed.
"What do you want?" She asked slowly, as if she were losing control.
"I'm... sorry." I said, unsure. She groaned, rolled over, and threw the covers back over her head. But I didn't miss the tears that started falling down her beautiful face.
"Not forgiven. Go away." She droned. I couldn't believe that I had done this to her. I had broken her. Her friends hated her, not to mention Erik, Stark, and Heath, the three people she loved most. And now I was killing her. Or, well, she was killing herself because of me.
"I'm not going away, Zoey." I said. "You've been in here for over three days. Neferet..." I trailed off when I felt the pure hatred, the fury, that shot through her when I mentioned Neferet's name. That was understandable, seeing how the bitch used my Zoey.
Zoey suddenly shot out of her bed and was on her feet in front of me. I swear I had never seen anyone, even the Red fledglings, move as fast as she did just then.
"You will not mention her name." She snarled. "Now, if you're talking about murdering the bitch, then that's fine. But other than that, she remains nonexistent." She went back to her bed and curled up in a ball.
"Zoey..." I sighed. I had to get her to believe me. I needed her to believe me, to forgive me. "I know what you saw, and I'm so sorry."
"I. Don't. Care." She said. She sounded miserable. I just wanted to wrap my arms around her, telling her everything would be okay.
"You don't care that if you don't leave this room you will die?" I demanded. I couldn't just let her stay in here and die. "You haven't done anything for the past four days. You haven't eaten or been around any vampyres or fledglings... you haven't had any blood." She laughed bitterly.
"Do you know why I haven't been around any fledglings or vampyres?" She demanded, my voice harsh. "Because they all hate me." I winced and nodded. Again, my fault.
"But you still need to eat and you still need blood." I said calmly.
"I'd just love to suck Queen Bitch dry." She mumbled to herself. I almost laughed.
"I heard that." I stated. She scowled at me.
"You think I care?" I sighed in annoyance and she narrowed her eyes at me.
"If I annoy you enough, will you leave?" She asked. I nearly laughed then. As much as her words hurt me, I was glad to see her somewhat better. More alive.
"I can't. Neferet sent me to you..." I cringed slightly. Really bad wording.
"No shit?" She asked sarcastically. "She sent you to me? Glad you're here to enlighten me. Don't know what the fuck I'd do without you." She sat up, the blankets still wrapped around her. I was slightly shocked. It wasn't like Zoey to curse. Then again, she was pissed to high hell.
"There is no way in hell that I am going out there. I know Neferet. She has most likely told the whole Tulsa area about what happened between you and me. And even if she hasn't gotten around to that yet, my friends will never keep that a secret, now would they?" Her voice was cold as ice by the end. I looked away, not able to meet her hard, heated gaze.
"Yeah. So... I'm gonna take a shower... and then I'm going to lay back down until I rot or reject the Change. Whichever comes first." She got her clothes and went into the bathroom. She stuck her head out and smiled sweetly, a smile that lasted only a second.
"One last thing... get the fuck outta my room." I was surprised at how harsh and cold her voice was. She shut the door and I sighed as I leaned back against the wall.
"I'm sorry, Zoey." I breathed. "I love you."
Zoey slowly made her way out of the bathroom and I laid my head back against the wall, a small smile on my face. She didn't say anything, thought. She just got in her bed, her back against the wall, and brought her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them.
"I can't leave. Neferet's orders." I said, my eyes never leaving her face. She rolled her eyes and I prepared myself for another smart remark. I knew she was hurt and angry so I didn't pay any of them much attention.
"Still working for that crazy bitch?" She asked calmly. I'm sure she could feel the spark of anger that jolted through me. Of course I still "worked" for her. I couldn't exactly pissed her off. I'd rather not die. She groaned.
"If I kill you, will it break this stupid Imprint." She laughed bitterly. "With my luck, I would just be Imprinted with a dead guy."
"Yes. It would break. But it would cause you massive pain." I said calmly. She eyed me. Just then, Nala walked in and jumped in her lap. She rubbed her head against Zoey's hand and she absently began to pet her. Zoey sighed and looked down at her cat.
"You don't hate me... do you?" She asked Nala sadly, tears, once again, in her eyes. Goddess. What have I done.
Nala put her paws on Zoey's chest and rubbed her head against her cheek. Zoey smiled and hugged her cat close to her. Zoey's pillow. Zoey smiled sweetly at the cat and I, yet again, knew it was coming.
"My cat is so awesome." She said. She looked at me and smirked.
"Well, you're gonna be here for a long time... aren't you?" She said. I smiled, liking the idea of that... to an extent.
"Fine with me. That just means that you'll have to put up with me." I knew that would make her want to leave. She groaned and laid her head back against the wall, closing her eyes.
"Just kill me now." She said to herself.
"Why exactly did you come onto me?" She suddenly blurted. I smiled, knowing that she hadn't meant to say that.. Her face went red and I tried not to laugh.
"No. I'm not answering any questions." I said.
"Why?" She blurted. She groaned in frustration.
"You're not cooperating." I said simply. She just stared at me.
"Yeah? Well, you owe me. Seeing how you just ruined whatever life I had." She said sweetly. Ouch. That hurt.
"One question." I said.
Her eyes widened and her hands flew to her mouth. She closed her eyes and shook her head. I could tell she was trying to control her mouth. Her mouth did have a tendency of blurting things out that aren't meant to be heard.
I grinned at her.
