x.
"Can't we just talk here? I
mean, you're weird, you're creepy…"
She wasn't going to go down without
a fight, that was for sure. For some reason, her gut instinct was
now telling her not to go anywhere with him, not to even be here, even
though her anger and confusion had clearly thrown that advice out the window.
"Weird? Creepy? That's…"
He was amused by this one, honestly.
She had this fire in her soul that told her to fight things when she was
backed into a corner, when her own naivety had betrayed her and pitted
her into her own trap…
"Interesting. No one's ever
called me that before."
And actually survived.
"But no, we can't go anywhere…"
"Then fine, we're not talking."
Brianna sighed, then started for the door, tossing her hair over her shoulder,
not caring about her friends, or apparently, her own safety.
He could follow her.
-*-
That's what he did, actually.
She wasn't going to go far with him following her, that was for sure, and the tiny girl could be easily overpowered. He honestly wondered, at times, if she knew how stupid she could be, how the world around her could easily just blot her out of existence…
"Brianna…"
"Go away, Edge. I don't want
to talk to you."
Her back was to him, and it only
took a couple seconds for him to take advantage of this. Slipping
in front of her, he grabbed her by the arms, those pale, slender arms of
hers…
Shaking her.
"I could kill you right now.
I really could."
She looked up at him, those dark
eyes now wild, her mind trying to find a way to escape this, a way to make
it out of this alive…
And that's when it happened.
A flash of blue, coming from nowhere
and everywhere, and she stumbled backwards, out of his grasp.
It hurt…
But…
"I don't think I would."
There was magick in Brianna's veins.
It had pulled him there; it would
keep him there.
And it…might just keep her alive.