Chapter 22

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-Chapter 22-

"So," I began leaning back on the sofa and getting comfortable, "What was Rhodey talking about this afternoon?"

Yes. They actually brought me out of the basement. And now, I'm sitting in the living room with Tammy to watch over me. In case I try to escape and all.

She was sitting on the couch opposite to me, staring down at her phone. Looking up for a split second, she looked back down rolling her eyes in the process.

"Well, can you at least tell me why you got me out of there?" I asked again, in a very sweet and irritating voice. Just to spite her.

I've been doing this for the past hour or so, since the boys left Tammy and me alone over here with Tammy on watch me duty. And so far, the only reaction I got from her is multiple eye rolls and jaw clenching. I'd hoped for more.

"Hello?" I asked leaning forward and waving a hand in front of her from where I sat, "Tasha?"

"For the last time," she sighed deeply throwing her head back, "Why is it so hard to remember my name? I mean, seriously? Tammy isn't that hard a name."

I shrugged, a very small smirk on my face. "Where'd the guys go?"

"It is none of your concern, really." She roles her eyes yet again and rested her head on her right palm. "I'm so tired of looking after you."

I huffed, "It's only been an hour."

"Yeah and you're getting on my nerves so I'm thinking of just killing you." She snarled.

"That won't be in your favor," I said shaking my head, "I mean, you need me. And if you kill me, it's your loss. Also, Hunter will kill you if you even touch me so."

"Yeah, I know that," she rolled her eyes and then suddenly, she looked at me shocked, "How do you know his name?"

My expression remained neutral as I said, "I heard you talking once."

"No. We never talked about him or ourselves in front of you," She said, her eyes narrowed as she stood up, staring me down, "Especially him."

"It must have slipped your mind." I shrugged and sighed deeply, "Anyways, I'm hungry. You haven't given me a proper meal in weeks."

"What are you hiding?" She demanded, her eyes cold as she stalked towards where I sat.

"Oh my devil! I'm not hiding anything! You're being irrational, immature and delusional." I exclaimed, getting on my feet instantly and standing in front of her.

"I'm being immature? Me?" She exclaimed in anger, "Have you even looked at yourself?!"

I folded my arms across my chest, a smirk on my face at the noticeable anger on her face, "I have. Have you? Oh wait! You probably couldn't. I mean, the mirror probably cracks every time you go near it."

She gritted her teeth in anger, running her hands down her face and turned walking away muttering, "Control yourself."

"I've been wondering," I mused, going and standing a few feet behind her, "What changed you from a cute little rabbit to a ferocious, monstrous tigress."

"What?" She turned, shocked.

"I mean, the guys even used to call you bunny. But they don't anymore right?" I said again, smirking.

Before I came back from the oblivion, I went back in time with a little effort and found out a few more interesting facts about these witches. Of course, I wasn't sure if I'll remember everything once I wake up, but it was worth a shot. And I'm glad I took that shot.

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