Exiled

Chapter 8: Are You Kidding ME!?!

Warning: This Is Shorter Than Usual. I will Update ASAP (tomorrow) I Promise.

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           We walked in the house quietly. I wasn’t ready to let everything blow yet. I had to make sure I was a bit calm. I wasn’t trying to get myself killed anymore after all, so I figured I’d cool down a bit. It was hard. My fists were clenching and unclenching in a non-relaxing beat. I was trying to take deep breaths, but I could feel the heat and it would just anger me some more every time I breathed out. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and I exploded. Not literally, but I might as well have.

“ANGEL, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT BACK THERE!?!”

“What do you mean,” he asked coolly.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME? YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT!”

“No I am not kidding you, as you say.” I swear I actually growled.

“YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE DONE THAT!”

“Done what?”

“YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE TRIED TO BEAT UP BOBBY! HE DID NOTHING WRONG!”

“He bit you. You’re mine,” he said matter-of-factly. His tone just made me burn up more inside. AND THE WY HE SAID THAT… WHO DID HE THINK HE WAS?

“I AM NOT YOURS!”

“Yes, you are.” He sat down on the couch and I followed only so I could stand in front of him and yell some more.

“I. AM. NOT. YOURS. AND IF I WAS THEN YOU SHOULD REALLY FEEL BAD!”

“I’ll humor you. Why?”

“HUMOR ME? REALLY?” I rolled my eyes. “YOU WERE ALL OVER ICKY VICKY THEN GOT MAD AT BOBBY FOR BEING ALL OVER ME! YOU ARE SUCH A HYPOCRITE!”

“As I said you’re mine whether you like it or not.”

“WELL YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO ME. YOU DON’T EVEN DESERVE ME. BOBBY SHOULD’VE KIDNAPPED. HE’D BE MUCH BETTER THAN YOU!” I turned to walk away, but Angel grabbed me.

“That boy does not deserve you,” he spat.

“COMPARED TO YOU HE DOES,” I shouted right in his face and tried to pull my arm free from his hand to no avail.

“Don’t you dare lower me and compare me to him. I am the one and only and he will never compare,” Angel said, his voice rising with each word.

“AT LEAST HE IS’T A HYPOCRITE!”

“I’M NOT A HYPOCRITE.”

“YES YOU ARE. YOU BIT ICKY VICKY AND GROUND UP ALL OVER HER AND LET HER PRACTICALLY HAVE SEX WITH YOU WITH CLOTHES ON THEN YOU COME AND BEAT UP BOBBY FOR THE SAME AT A MUCH LOWER LEVEL THAN WHAT YOU DID WITH THAT WHORE!” He laughed a laugh so cold I shivered. His eyes turned completely black then flashed red and BAM! He hit me. He slapped me hard across my face to specific. I fell to the floor.

“Don’t you DARE EVER speak to me that way AGAIN.” He huffed and stalked away from me. I don’t know what it was, but there was this intense feeling that flooded through me. I stood up and picked up the first weapon looking item I could find. I smashed whatever it was across the back of Angel’s head.

“YOU WILL NOT HIT ME AGAIN!” I feel like I must repeat that I had no freaking idea what in the world came over me to make me do such a thing, but I did it. Maybe I secretly had a death wish, because he turned around with the coldest most heated glare I had ever gotten from him. My temper flared and wouldn’t let me be afraid, but I should’ve been. I was nothing but a mere human to him and he could do anything he wanted to me. If I had been in my right mind I would’ve told myself to run. I wouldn’t have even touched whatever weapon I had picked up, let alone hit him with it.