~CLARISSA~
"Who are you?" I scream. "Why are you here?"
Damon's arms are tight around me. I lean more into him, terrified of what is about to happen. There were so many of them, at least fifteen men surrounding us.
After the banging on the door earlier, they broke it down before we had even gotten a chance to open it. Then they'd dragged us outside. Damon fought hard until he'd gotten me into his arms again, but I wasn't sure how long it would be before they'd dragged me away from him again.
Now it seemed like they were playing with our emotions. They could take me; with the amount of them, I knew they could drag me away from him if they really wanted to. However, it seemed as though these men had plenty to say before they tried to attack us.
There's a tattoo on the side of their n
