"What the fuck was that?" He
stepped back, eyes wide, half in shock.
She shouldn't have been able to
do that. SHOULDN'T have.
There was more to her than it seemed,
and he was starting to realize that, even though it had a price to it –
Whatever she had done hurt.
Of course, whatever she had done
– she wasn't quite sure of. The poor girl was shaking…
But he wasn't going to show her
any mercy now, could he?
Even if those impossibly bright
eyes were staring up at him, pleading for answers he didn't have…
Suddenly, the tables had been turned
on him, and he realized that he was trapped in a deadly game – much more
so than he'd anticipated.
She had something…
And if he didn't find out what it
was…
It might be the death of him.
-*-
"I…don't know." She shook a
little more than she wanted to, because in reality, she didn't want him
to know that this scared her. It terrified the living daylights out
of her.
She'd done something…
She wasn't supposed to.
True, when she was younger, things
happened that she couldn't quite explain, but Brianna had just shrugged
it off, figuring there was a logical explanation somewhere, and she just
didn't understand what was going on at the time…
Of course, that was when she was
younger.
It wasn't supposed to happen now.
He took a step closer to her, and
she paled, near tears.
"Just…don't hurt me."
A soft sigh escaped, and thought
she knew…
"Or…do it quickly."
-*-
"Brianna…" She was confused.
He could see that, obviously.
She didn't even know what she'd
done, and…
The poor girl.
"After that, I don't think I could…"
His voice was quieter, as if there was a bit of fear, a bit of awe.
She had something…
"Just…" Her eyes still looked at him, accusing. "Don't…"
"I won't hurt you…Bri, understand that…"