Chapter 61: .•25.2•.
That frightening and audibly angered growl that came out of him made her panties shake with fear, momentarily chastising herself for resorting to such a childish and poorly-thought act of retaliation. She'd evidently pissed him off with that. And now she was about to face the consequences.
He rather unceremoniously threw her on the plushy grass, the girl landing on her butt with a small little "oomph". She couldn't say that she was sorry though. She'd done what she had to do to get his attention. Make him stop. For once.
She raised her chin to stare up at him, noticing that disbelieving look on his face, aside from being aggravated once again.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He spat out between gritted teeth, making her flinch a little. She didn't back down though. Choosing not to cower in fear, for once.
And instead she started to laugh. Letting out dumb, hysterical and silly giggles. She laughed so uncontrollably, doubling over and wiping at those small tears gathering at the corners of her eyes.
Nicholas' features instantly morphed at the sight of that, looking so confused. What the fuck was happening? Was she having a stroke or something?
"You, Nicholas. You are what is wrong with me," She suddenly said out of nowhere with nothing but disdain, taking him by surprise. He only blinked in reply.
"You took me as your hostage and then dragged me around, toying with me as if I were a mouse you were not quite decided upon eating or not, playing hot and cold. And I was fine with that, you know? I've made my peace with it, I said hey, at least he cured my mother, he did something good for me, the least I could do is be grateful for it because that's how momma raised me after all!"
"But then that-that creature shows up out of nowhere, demanding to have me for some reason, though I really cannot understand why since I've been nothing but kind, obedient and patient with every single person, animal or even plant I've laid eyes upon, Nicholas, even with those that did not deserve my kindness or patience!" She was screaming by the end of that sentence. Chest heaving as she breathed fast and hard. But she didn't let up. She kept on going.
"And now you're out here with me, dragging me around through the wilderness to god-knows where, and you don't even have the decency to properly explain to me WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" She was blazing like a hot inferno. Her cheeks were so red from all that screaming, practically burning with anger and frustration. Her delicate hands were balled into tight fists at her sides, shaking ever so slightly every once in a while. Boy was she pissed. And all gods be damned if that didn't turn him on. What she just did. The way that she'd screamed at him, and bit into his skin like a vicious little thing. Turns out that she was a little bit of a firecracker as well, his...
His tightened fists twitched at his sides as he avoided to even think about that word. He wouldn't. He couldn't. He closed his eyes for a fleeting moment and blew out another tired sigh, watching her stumble up to her feet as soon as he opened them again. And without another word or a single glance in his direction she turned around, walking away from him.
His brows drew together with confusion, watching her leave. Well, more like staring at the outline of her round ass as it moved, with every step that she took. He eventually broke into a slow jog after her, quickly catching up with her short strides.
"Where are you going?"
He didn't miss the way that her shoulders slightly tensed the very moment that he uttered those words from behind her.
"Home!" She rudely threw over her back with a yell. Not even bothering to turn back around and face him.
He was just about to grab onto her slender and tiny shoulder and turn her himself when she abruptly stopped, forcing him to do so as well. Mere inches away from her body. She swiftly turned, finally facing him.
"I am going home! I am done with this charade, Nicholas! You can either kill me now or let me go home!" She suddenly screamed up at him, the vampire though barely able to process what she was saying as his gaze unintentionally started to roam all over her flushed features. Gods beneath and above. She was so fucking beautiful. Why did she have to be so beautiful?
"You can't," he bluntly told her. His avid gaze still trailing over her face. Those large and green eyes of hers. That small nose. Those pouty lips that he happened to have already tasted mere hours ago. He found himself wanting to kiss them again.
"Why the hell not?" She shouted in reply, her whole face scrunching up in such a disgustingly sweet way. Fuck. He wanted to bash his face against a tree.
"Because it's not safe for you to do that," he angrily replied, his hands balling into tight fists at his sides once again as he fought not to touch her. Not to push those rebel strands behind her ear with his fingers, and then caress her cheek.
"It will be, as long as you're away from me!" She stubbornly screamed back, almost on the verge of stomping her feet like a bratty little child. He felt the urge to spank her again. Slap those round and perky ass-cheeks.
He managed to control himself and tried to reason with her instead.
"You can't. He will find a way to get you, he's a fucking demon, remember?"
"Well then maybe I can find someone who can help me with..." her voice gradually died out as she uttered those words, her gall suddenly faltering. He rose a questioning brow, curiously peering down at her.
"I can find someone to deal with my...situation and then he won't be interested in me anymore because then I won't...be..." she stuttered out with a mild shake of her head, her cheeks growing hot for an entirely different reason now.
Nicholas' jaw clenched as soon as he realized what she was trying to imply.
"Absolutely not," he growled out with a wrath that could rival Hades', fire blazing in his blood-red eyes as he took a hold of her skinny and frail arm.
"The eternal flame of Olympus will have to snuff out before I let another man touch you," he so seriously vowed, making the girl suddenly blink and stare up at him with surprise.