Facing His Reject

Eleven

Chapter is only 1300 words, sorry. :(

Ever have one of those moments where you seriously just want to punch someone in the face just because?

That pretty much summed up my day.

Wonder boy Cole's Twin would show up at random times throwing food trays at me. This bird flew in through my cage window and crapped all over my shirt. Then the bird sat there the whole day staring while emanating the most annoying sound I think exists. The one hundredth an eighty second sound it made, yes I started counting, made me so frustrated I threw my Chicken bone at it.

The rest of the day consisted to me listening to the tree's, the wind, the ocean, anything other than that frickin bird.

I walked to the window and stood on the stool I had found earlier. Looking out I see the ocean, the forest, a cliff, and, surprisingly a loose and huge nail. I immediately think of the movie 'Snow White and The Huntsman, grinning to myself.

Score.

It takes about ten minutes to wiggle the nail free, Kirsten Stewart made it look so easy.

When it finally comes out, I almost dropped it. Catching it in the nick of time, I work it through the iron window grates. It comes out this time no problem, and I turn towards the cell door.

"Hey, come here!" I shouted, with no answer.

"Hello?"

"Yo!"

"Du-

"Shut the hell up I'm coming!"

I smile and back away, hiding behind the concrete wall.

I hear the basement door open which was followed by exaggeratedly loud footfalls on the stairs. I scoff, drama queen.

"I swear to god if you don't shut the- Cara?" He stops in confusion. Ten seconds and he's frantically unlocking the silver bars.

As soon as he's in the room, I give a war cry and pounce, slashing the iron nail across his chest. I grimace as he yelps in pain. That makes me feel guilty...

Pay attention, Cara! I tell myself.

I jump off of him and am out the door before he could blink much less react. I bound up the stairs and throw open the door as a bleeding captor reaches the bottom of the flight. I run through endless hallways until I come to a dead end. No!

 I turn around but he's already there, eyes black and a toothy smirk on his face. His long legs stalk towards me, me backing up into the wall behind me with a whimper. He's inches away from my face, I feel his hot breathe on my face. It sends a shiver down my spine, I have no clue why. His eyes dart to my lips before back to my eyes.

"Do not ever try and escape from me again, you belong with me." He growls, suddenly I'm in his arms. He breathes in my scent while I stand motionless in his tightly clenched arms.

Is he serious? He's serious! That crazy little bastard.

I bring my knee up to his groin, and drive it in hard to where no sun shines. At least I hope not.

"You. Are Crazy. Get some help!" After that, I rear my right hand back and punch him right in the nose. He groans but doesn't go down. I frown and put my left foot and left hand on the hand, bringing my right leg up to his face before spinning back into my original standing position. This time, he goes down hard. I run through the hallways until I finally reach a front door.

I throw it open an the bright sunlight suddenly blinds me. Once I'm able to see again, I run through the wooded area I spotted earlier. I actually notice this as part of the Cyprus pack territory, a three hour run from our pack lands. I run, and run, and run, pounding my feet hard on the turf.