Chapter 16

"I hate you! I hate you so much! I hate your name, your voice, your face, everything! I HATE YOU!" I scream in agony as I slide the pointed sharp tip slowly down that is pressed against his skin while he just stares at me with amusement. Blood oozes from the spot where I have just carved a line with the pocket knife. But it does nothing to make him budge. He just keeps his face straight and eyes as emotionless as ever. The only thing that I can find in them right now, is amusement.

Then in a split second, I am the one in his place, with my back pressed against the wall. The knife in my hand is taken out and rests in his hand leisurely as he smiles down at me, maliciously. And I gulp audibly.

Yes, I am scared! How can I not be? There he stands looking like the devil that he is. And me? I can't even be compared with him, with my mere five feet four infront of his six feet two.

"I see, you have grown feisty, my cute little butternut!" He says in his usual deep, intimidating tone making