"What did you do?" She turned to me, staring at the trashed room.
I didn't answer her mainly because I had no idea. And also because I didn't owe her one.
I just scowled at her because the sight of her just sparks something inside me. Not good sparks, bad ones.
"When Damon comes back he sure is going to kill you." she smiled at me, as if already imagining the awful outcome. And liking it.
"What do you want?" My heart rate had already picked up again and my breathing too.
"You have no right to ask me that, I'm the Luna here. I can go where ever I want." She sounded way too smug for her own good.
"I honestly don't even know why he brought you here." She stared at me like she was trying to decipher some code that explained why her boyfriend brought me to his house.
