Private Property

Dancing

Chapter 4 

**Alex’s POV**

After I slammed the door in Niall’s face, I went to the bathroom and changed out of the riding outfit to a nightgown that was laying on the bed. Thank you Margaret, I said mentally. It was salmon pink and it reminded me of the ribbon the headmaster at the orphanage used to wear in her hair. I shuddered at the thought of that hell house. I let my hair down and carefully picked up the articles of clothing, folding each one.

 As I turned around to walk out of the bathroom, something caught my eye. A razor. It was sitting on the sink edge; Niall must have unconsciously left it there after he was done shaving this morning. I walked forward and cautiously picked it up, avoiding the sharp side so I wouldn’t get a cut. The metal was cool to the touch, and I went to gently touch the slanted part when I heard breathing behind me.

“Don’t. You. Even. Dare,” Niall said coldly. I looked down to see the blade was hovering over my wrist. 

“Or what?” I asked emotionless,”You’ll kill me too?”

“I wouldn’t ever hurt you,”he replied.

“Oh yeah, what about the comment in the hallway?” I asked accusingly. 

“That was just to scare you..” he sighed,” Now put the damn razor down!!” He boomed. I smiled and slide it across my wrist with a gasp. Niall lunged at me and wrestled the blade out of my shaking hand and threw it across the room where it hit the wall and shattered. He looked at my wrist that was now gushing blood down my wrist, I didn’t realize I cut it so deep.. I fell to the floor, my head pounding and the pain in my wrist increasing. Niall said something as he bent down beside me, but I couldn’t hear what it was. I slowly looked down and saw the pool of blood gathering underneath me, painting me red. I felt Niall’s arms around me as I felt colder and colder. My eyelids got really heavy and my whole world was spinning. Then it all went black. 

That’s when I heard Niall’s voice, waking me from my daydreams. 

“Alex, please put the razor down,” Niall repeated hesitantly. It wasn’t real... I mentally scolded myself for having those thoughts. I am never going to stoop that low… I dropped the blade and walked past Niall, who just stared at me. 

“I’m going to bed,” I whispered as I climbed onto the bed and brought the blanket up to my chest.  

“I need to talk to you first,” Niall said firmly. I sighed and sat up to face him. He took this an okay so he started to talk. “It wasn’t my fault Gusto died,” he whispered timidly. I shot him a look.

“Yes, you ordered for him to be killed, I heard you,” I yelled. I jumped out of the bed when Niall sat down on it. 

“Alex..” he whispered reaching for my hand.

“No,” I said pulling my hand away,” Don’t you ever touch me again.”

“Gusto was trying to start a prison rebellion…” Niall said.

“No, he would never do that! He had a family!” I screamed at him. But it didn’t matter, Niall continued to talk.

“Alex, Gusto’s family died in a big fire, he killed the man that started it..”

He must have seen the confusion on my face because he sighed and went on.

“He never was the same after the fire, always talking about his girls like they were still alive. Alex, he was crazy..”

“Don’t talk about him like that!” I said angrily,”Maybe he was a little lost but you still killed him, you gave the orders!” Tears ran down my cheeks, my body uncontrollably shaking.