Our Fated Tail

Anilena

Anilena-Ray 

Kasey wasn't talking to me now. It was quite funny, actually. I didn't mean to shock him that badly. We were arguing about my baby bump and he'd grabbed for me. The whole time, he'd kept a good three feet away from me. When he grabbed me, his body convulsed violently as he was shocked. I'd cried out for help immediately and he was dragged from my room. I was growing bigger by the hour and Vene was growing restless. I felt bad for him now. I hadn't meant to hurt him, but he wasn't supposed to lunge across the space between us, trying to strangle me. I was concerned for about an hour before I found it amusing because he deserved it. 

Now he was watching me through the door because he was too afraid to come into the room. I stood up from the bed and waddled up to look at him through the door. It seemed to separate my "bubble" from shocking him. "Hey Kasey," I said. "What are you going to do with me?" I tried to keep my voice soft and scared. 

I could see the ice of his glares melting. "I won't kill you, Ray. I never wanted to hurt you, but you wouldn't listen. You never listened." 

I gasped. "I didn't listen? Kasey, you came home every night, drunk or stoned, and hurt me! You never asked how I felt! What I needed from you! I did listen to you, Mr. Branson. You never realized because you were never sober enough to know." 

He stepped back at the harshness of my words but I kept a steady glare on him. "I love you, I really love you Ray." 

I pounded my fist against the door. "You tried to kill me!" I screamed in his face. "I don't love you! And as soon as I get out of here, I'm going to kill you." 

With another pound on the door, I left him to stare at the spot I was standing to lay on the mattress. I ran my trembling hands over my bump because it seemed to calm me down. I felt a kick on my right side and grinned. I was going to get out of here and no one could stop me from getting even.

I have been locked in here for four hours. It was almost eleven when Kasey walked in. After our confrontation, he had brought me a sandwich and a soda, before leaving again. If I could get him to try to hurt me, Vene could finish this. I needed her to finish this. He looked at me pleadingly before he sat on the chair in the corner. I thought of how he used to gaze at me the same way whenever he upset me when we started dating. He would sit and look at me, his eyes begging me to forgive him for being stupid. Then I thought of Eren. When he looked at me the same way when I told him he had to leave me. The way I had to watch him be dragged away as I hid in that empty cavern. Vene hissed at me to pay attention. 

Kasey was standing at a three foot space from me and looking at me expectantly. I blinked. "What?" 

"Do you need anything?" 

I snorted at him. "Not you." Please take the bait! 

His face turned red and he shook slightly. "Anything else?" 

I smirked. "A time machine because I would like to go back in time and tell you where you could shove your movie date." 

I grinned as he lunged again. This time he didn't get shocked. Vene was holding back the shield, because once he touched my shoulder, I changed and wrapped my hand around his throat. I watched in satisfaction as he wriggled under my grip as I choked him, my hot skin burning him. Vene was laughing in my head but I ignored her. I threw him against the wall and tightened my grip on his neck. He choked. Pulling to gun from his waistband, I pushed it against his chest. Kasey's eyes widened and he tried to shake his head. I watched as his face turned several shades of red and purple. 

I let go of his throat, going for his hair, holding him to the wall. "This is how this is going to work, Mr. Branson. I am going to walk out of this building alive and safe. You, however, have a choice. You can leave here, broken and forgetting I ever existed, or I shoot you here and now, and still walk away safe. Which choice, sir? I honestly don't have all day."