He glares even harder, teeming, “You havealwaysbeen mine, Angel.”
I scoff and rub my eyes.
Jesus, he’s exhausting. It’s like arguing science with an Evangelical Christian.
“So you’re saying you’ve never slept with anyone who isn’t me?” I laugh incredulously. “Come on, Ivory. You can’t possibly be that hypocritical…”
“Ha!” He barks. “Whodo you think you’re talking to, chico?? I think the real question is why do you keep expecting me to be anything other than a total fucking nightmare??”
I blink at him, mouth agape.
Well, he’s got me there.
“What the fuck do you want me to say, then??Fuck, I’m sorry I screwed a whole slew of random people, Diablo.” My tone is dripping with sarcasm. “Being slutty is fun when you have nothing but revenge to live for…”
Something about that softens his features just a tad.
I fold my arms over my chest. “Nowyoucan apologize for fucking your assistant, and Ren, and Soren… and Velle.”
His eyes widen, as if I just spoke into existencehe who shall not be named. It’s almost comical. I’m trying hard not to laugh, since that’ll probably send him tumbling right over the edge into full-blown madness.
“That’s it.” He turns, leaving the cage with a slam of the bars, and storms away.
Did he really just leave?? Who ends an argument by walking away?!
I can’t help but notice that he didn’t lock the door. But I’m too pissed off and frustrated and dejected to even think about escaping.
Because I don’t want to escape right now… All I wanted was to cuddle with him, the big raging jerk-face! Why doesn’t he understand that??
Pacing in circles for minutes is doing nothing to calm me down. I can’t understand why he would just leave like that. And why he wouldn’t lock the door…Is it some kind of test?
After ten minutes of fuming, I creep to the door, peering through the bars. Maybe he wants me to go find him? Seems immature as hell, but also not beyond the realm of his manipulative mind games.
I’m about to open the door when I hear him stomping his grouchy psycho ass back. An idiotic wave of relief rushes over me, until he comes into view. He looks just as angry as before, but even more menacing, if that’s possible. And he’s carrying something…
My eyes widen, practically bulging out of their sockets. I back up as he whips open the door and tosses it at me.
A human head.
He just threw ahumanfuckingheadat me.
What the bitch??!
It lands on the floor by my feet with a thud and rolls a few inches. I’m just gaping at it in severe shock and morbid bewilderment.
Gaze slowly lifting to his face, I find him huffing and puffing, like he just ran somewhere to get that.I mean, it’s obviously far from fresh…
It smells like utter shit and is completely unrecognizable as any person I’ve ever met.
I have to gulp.That’s not… Velle. Is it?
The hair isn’t quite right, I don’t think…
“Who, um…” I croak, stepping away from it before I vomit. “Whose head is that, Diablo?”
A blasé expression rests on his face as he chirps, “Nestor.”
Um… Come again for lil bird??
