Blood Bound - Chapter 116

>>Nena

“What the hell is wrong with you!” Sam bandaged my hand while constantly running his mouth, “What if something happened!” We both sat in his room in his big ass house.

“Well, nothing happened!” The door opened while we both were arguing.

“Nena,” I heard Chris come in and turned to look at him. He placed his bike helmet on the table as he walked in, “I heard what you did.” He came and sat down next to us, “That was dangerous.”

“I’m alright though-” The door burst open and Nathan came running in.

“Nena! I heard you pulled a stupid stunt!!” Nathan yelled and I silently looked at Sam to judge him.

“What?” He finished bandaging me, “I had to tell them.” He looked away, “We’re in this together.”

“Are you alright though?” Nathan came stomping towards me and it looked like he was about to give me a hug.

“Hey!” Chris and Sam both stopped him, “You can’t be near her yet!”

“Ah!” Nathan paused, “Right…” He sat the furthest from me and sighed, “But why did you do it?”

All three of them stared at me and I knew I couldn’t get away but still it was hard for me to say it so directly, “It’s all your fault!” I pointed at them, “It’s because you told me to make sure Quincy had an idea that I had feelings for him.”

…

Neither of them got it. They looked at me like I was a sea rock and I rolled my eyes, “I confessed you buffoons!”

“Ohhhh!” The simultaneous acknowledgement was sort of annoying.

I looked down in anger and shame, “And I got rejected…”

Sam laughed at that which was followed by Chris giving him a slap and Nathan choking him.

“It’s alright Nena,” Nathan let Sam go after half killing him with his monstrous strength, “This was important.”

Chris agreed, “We can now proceed to another level.”

“I know,” I sighed, “This is why I did this.” I showed them my bandaged hand, “I had to get away from him.”

“This was dangerous.” Nathan said, “He’s a vampire.” Nathan glared at me, “What if he did something to you! Vampires are killers too.” I knew why he was suddenly getting worked up so I didn’t take it to heart.

“Calm down.” I said, “I’ve lived with him all my life and I’ve suffered from many injuries. He’s always contained himself. This was the only way to make sure he wouldn’t come after me since he had to stay away from me while I’m bleeding.”

Chris placed his hand on Nathan, “She knows better.” He told him and Nathan let out a sigh.

“So?” Sam pouted, “Are you planning on staying with me now?”

The rest of us grinned, “Obviously,” I smirked, “You have the biggest house~”

Sam rolled his eyes and groaned which was followed by him getting another slap on the back by Chris.

“Hey!” The three of us judged him with our eyes and he slumped down, “Fine!”

***

Quincy doesn’t know where any of my friends live. He’s never met any of them personally to begin with so that was a given.

He’s never been to my university either since he hates the sun and doesn’t go out much. He does attend many events though. He’s a famous writer after all but never in my wildest dreams did I think that he would be standing in front of my department right when my class was about to begin.

I gulped when I looked at him, “Q-quincy?” I hadn’t seen him for five days now and the prime reason was because I just lazed around in sam’s home and didn’t go out at all.

He looked at my bandaged hand. A look of constant annoyance was on his face, “Where have you been?” His tone was angry and it made me flinch but I acted strong.

I looked away, “Does that matter? You had your lover with you so why worry about me?”

!!!

He grabbed my shoulders all of the sudden and looked at me with red eyes. His grip was strong and his aura was seething. That made me panic.

Not because I was getting hurt or scared but because I was afraid the people around us would notice him.

“Quincy!” I tried to move away from him, “Your eyes!” He didn’t budge.

Rather, he grabbed my wrist and forced me to go on the roof with him.

“Quincy what are you doing!?” Once on the roof he wrapped his arms around me and spurred some magical words making a magical field around us. Then he flapped out his black feather wings giving me an idea of what he was planning, “Quincy!!” I yelled, “Where are you taking me!!?”

“Taking you home.” He glared at me and that made me shut up for a second.

He was acting so strangely. He’s usually so nice and kind, so what happened to him? Why is he being so aggressive? He’s even hurting me.

He flapped his wings violently and we were in the sky.

My thoughts were jumbled up at the moment. I knew he would come to get me but this is not what I had in mind. I never thought he’d be so aggressive.

Why is he mad?

Because of the stunt I pulled? Is it that?

I was quiet the whole time thinking about what to say but surprisingly we were back home in the matter of minutes and we landed on the roof where he retreated his wings back but still didn’t let me go.

“Quincy…” I pushed him away, “Why are you mad?”

He looked at me with so much anger after I said that, “Why am I mad?” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer, “You pulled a stupid stunt and ran away!” He held it tighter, “And you were gone for days!!”

The pain in my wrist increased but I ignored that and glared back at him, “Well what I was supposed to do!!” I huffed, “You rejected me!!”

“So what?” His words made me speechless. Did he really just say that? “You have no right to run away from home.” His eyes shone red and then he dragged me into the house.

“Let me go!!” I yelled but didn’t listen. He dragged me down to the basement and threw me in.

I fell on the cold floor but still looked back to glare at him.

“Stay there.” He said and then closed the door. I stood up and ran to it but just then I heard it get locked.

“Quincy!!” I banged on the door, “What are you doing!!” I tried to open the door but it wouldn’t budge, “Quincy!!” I yelled his name as I continued to bang on the door, “Quincy!!”

There was no response.