My neck was really starting to bother me, but Gaara wouldn't do anything about it, so I decided to see if I could fix it myself. I had found one of the small mirrors that was in the room and pulled my hair back to see what was causing my pain, when I did I nearly fainted at what I saw. On my neck were two large marks, one was kinda like what Gaara had on his head and the other was a gash in the shape of an 'X'. I stared at the marks for what seemed like ages when Gaara had came back in, he had blood all over him and he looked like he was hurt, I would have helped him but I needed to get some answers on what these marks were doing on my neck. "What are these?" I asked coldly while pointing to my neck, he glanced over at where I was pointing and all his pain seemed to vanish somehow. He grinned and walked over to me, "Well finally you noticed them, I thought you would never find them on your own..." he said while looking at me. I glared at him angrily because he didn't answer what I had asked, I calmly asked him again, "What are these marks Gaara?" I growled slightly getting annoyed fast. "Oh, those are mating marks...its proof that you belong to me." he smirked and leaned against the wall. My eyes widened in shock, "WHAT?!" I screamed and stomped over to him and poked him roughly in the chest. "IF YOU THINK I'M GONNA EVEN THINK ABOUT BEING YOUR MATE THEN YOU ARE SADLY MISTAKEN!" I yelled at him in his face, I was beyond furious. He leaned up to me and whispered in my ear, "My dear Bayley, I don't think you have a choice...you have my mark on you, and if any other male touches you, i'll personally see to their end..." I paled slightly at the tone he used and backed away slightly from him. He grabbed my hand and held it, "You see, you never had a choice, I chose you, and you are mine, simple as that..." he kissed my hand and smirked at me. I growled and slapped him across the cheek, "Don't you DARE touch me!" I screamed and ran to the other side of the room quickly, I glared at him in pure anger. There was no way I was his mate, and why the hell did he mark me? What was so freaking special about me anyways, I had to find a way out of here, away from this psychotic person who has a strange obsession for me for some reason, or else I would go insane as well.