"I thought you would never wake up! Personally, I'd like it better if you didn't, So be thankful I didn't cut you open in your sleep!"

When I heard that familiar, high-pitched voice, my eyes flew open. I turned my head to the side. I found myself staring at a red-haired person who stared down at me with disapproval in his neon green eyes. He was standing with his hand on his hips, rolling his eyes impatiently.

When I saw how green his eyes were, I flashed back to the moment where I lay on the ground. The green eyes that stared into mine, that cold unfeeling voice that told me he would save me.

I sat up, and the minute I did, I felt a stabbing pain in my stomach. "Ow," I groaned. The person next to me scoffed. "Oh, yes. I forgot to tell you. You were stabbed. It's best if you lie down for a while. But keep in mind, that I don't care what happens to you.

I looked at him. "Well. I haven't even done anything to you and you hate me."

The person laughed. "Oh, no! You misunderstand. You never did anything. But ever since I laid my eyes on you I saw you only as competition."

I frowned. "Competition? For what?"

The person glared at me. "Well, you've already stolen my man. That's the only reason I want you to either die. Then he can be all mine!" The angry look vanished from his face at these words, and he giggled.

I raised an eyebrow. He was obviously a man. A very feminine man. And what was he talking about? When did I steal anyone's man? And why would he save me when he said constantly that he wanted me to die?

I let my eyes wander around my surroundings. I smiled as I realized that I was in my own room.

"Thanks for saving me." I smiled at the man.

He scoffed. "Me? I never wanted to save you in the first place. But Will insisted. He's taken quite a liking to you. And that's why I was tempted to kill you in your sleep."

My eyes widened in shock. "Wait, you aren't Will?" I asked. I didn't exactly know who Will was, but I assumed this was him.

The person laughed and shook his head. "No. I am Grell Sutcliff, the Lady of Death!" He stuck out his tongue, and did some sort of pose, with his pinky and index finger up, and his thumb sticking out. I didn't know what it was, but I wasn't about to comment.

At that moment, the doors across from my bed opened. The doors led to my balcony. Someone stepped inside. A tall man with black hair, and he also had the inhuman green eyes. He had with him some sort of metal rod that looked like a claw.

I smiled. This must've been Will. I smiled at him. "Hello. Are you Will?"

He stared at me, his face holding no emotion. He nodded, and then pushed up his glasses with his claw-like rod. "William T. Spears."

I stood up, and walked over to Will. I threw my arms around him. "You saved me. Thank you so much," I said, tears filling my eyes.

He stood in shock for a moment, then backed away out of my embrace. Behind me, Grell started muttering to himself. "He's mine. Stay away from him."

"There's no need to thank me, I was merely doing my job." Will walked over to Grell, who continued to glare at me. Will leaned down and whispered something to Grell. I couldn't hear anything.

While they were talking, I looked down and noticed that I was in a nightgown. My eyes widened with realization. Someone must have undressed me and put on this nightgown.

I frowned. "So the she-man undressed me? Disgusting." I frowned. "But then again, he wouldn't have done anything since he obviously seems to like men."

From behind me, I heard Grell cry out, "But Will! We can't keep her alive! She was supposed to die last night! We're going to get in enough trouble already!"

I spun around, my heart racing. "We can't keep her alive." That's what he said.

"What do you mean you can't keep me alive? You're going to hurt me? After you saved me?" I shouted at them, backing up towards the door to my balcony. I was prepared to climb down, or even jump to escape from them.

Will stood up, and glared at Grell. "No one is going to die. Understand?"

Grell sighed and looked towards me. His eyes were full of hatred. It made my blood run cold to know that this man hated me so much.

Will walked up to me. And honestly? I was terrified. He might have saved me, but both him and Grell were becoming more and more horrifying by the second.

Will stared at me, his face holding no emotion whatsoever. He extended his hand. "No one will die. But you have to come with me. You'll be safe there."

I looked over at Grell, who was no longer looking at me but concentrating on his nails. Either way, he scared me. And Will seemed to have some control over him.

I took Will's hand. And even though his face remained emotionless, I could see a smile in his beautiful eyes.