A/N: Here's the next chapter!
Thanks to the reviewer of the last chapter:
I-Heart-Werewolves
Enjoy! X
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I opened my mouth to speak but no words dared to escape. The lump in my throat seemed to expand with every passing second – choking me with anxiety. My eyes were glued to Violet's shaking hand; I could see the fierce contemplation on her face darting around her knuckles. My jaw flapped open and shut loosely, my heart was filled with pure terror hoping that she didn't think about the van.
She did.
She traced the trail of blood up to the door of the van; I could see it was still dripping out. She wasted no time in standing up and throwing me back from the door. The lock was still on it but she yanked it off as if it were made of string. I screamed out to try and stop her from opening the door but she ignored my cry. As streetlight flooded the inside, the tension of the brief silence was ruptured by an ear-piercing scream from Violet. Her hands gripped the side of her face as she sank to her knees. Vex's body was slumped over the box I had previously propped him up against. His eyes remained opened, a lifeless stare that made me feel painfully guilty for what I had done.
Violet stopped screaming and shook from what seemed like a panic attack. She was hyperventilating and shaking violently. She drew her hands away from her face – leaving bloody handprints behind on her cheeks.
She darted her head to look at me and snarled, her eyes glaring at me furiously. I had never been more terrified in my life. Before I could even attempt to express my apologies she lunged on top of me, her hands flying at my face wildly. As her nails scratched against me I could feel the cold sting of blood emerging from my face. I tried to push her away but she held me firmly down. I knew that when her head was straightened she would slash at my throat and kill me. I managed to free a hand and use it to roll over onto my stomach. She remained on top of me, wrapping her hands around my neck and furiously cursing me. I moved as fast as I could, and bringing the silver pager case out from my pocket I spun around and used the sharp edge to hit the side of her head. I missed, but still hit her shoulder, causing her to yell out in pain and fall off to the side of me.
I managed to scramble along the floor until I was at a good enough distance to stand myself up. She was still dazed from the blow, and once she moved her hand away from the place I had struck, I could see the case had taken a chuck of her arm out. She did not scream, just panted and stood herself up. As she did I seized my chance to escape, I knew it was just as dangerous but I had nowhere else to head to – I ran towards downtown.
As I ran away I looked back and could see her silhouette standing there beyond the streetlight, her emerald eyes piercing through the late afternoon darkness, the clouded ones from Vex supporting them from behind.