Alpha's Human Bride

Chapter 4

I wouldn't turn around. I couldn't. I just straightened up my back, shaking.

"So you are a cutter?"

No answer

"Virgin b***h, you might want to answer me."

No answer

"I'm warning you."

I whirled around, my body protesting my sudden movement. I nearly jumped back from shock, seeing as Carlisle was only four feet away from me, much closer than I thought.

"Why? Why should I have to answer you? So I can give another reason to insult me? I don't think so." I breathed out heavily, avoiding his eyes.

"So you are a cutter." Carlisle stated, amused.

I didn't respond, just stared at the ground.

"Look at me."

I stayed still, willing myself to not look up of even make the slightest movement. I cringed though, when he took a step closer.

"Virgin b***h, you deaf?"

No response, another step closer. I realized that if I didn't respond he would be right up in my face.

"Blithe?" He asked so softly

I was going to crack, I could feel it. I squeezed my eyes shut, praying that he would just walk away. To my surprise, I managed to stay still, even when his hand stroked my cheek. My steady breathing became shaky breaths, my walls were cracking.

But no. I wasn't going to let Carlisle Nestor get the best of me. No way in hell.

"Blithe, I'm sorry."

My eyes flew open and I stumbled backwards, I started to fall, but before I could hit the ground, two strong arms wrapped around my waist.

I was speechless, second time today.

"I shouldn't have hurt you." Carlisle murmured, no longer looking into my yes, but staring at my body. I felt self conscious, yet safe in his arms. I wanted him to never let go. But then I remembered. This is Carlisle Nestor, the same guy who's eyes turned BLACK before flinging you all the way down a hallway.

Then it came to me.

Carlisle is some supernatural demon.

Yeah, it had to be that, a demon with anger management and bi-polar issues. I began pushing myself away from him, panic setting in. Fortunately, I caught him off gaurd, and was able to pull away and back up enough to put a good ten feet between us.

"Looks like the virgin b***h is back." Carlisle snarled

My head snapped up and I stared at him, shocked. Talk about bi-polar!! One minute he is trying to comfort me, then the next he is yelling and calling me a virgin b***h.

"Go away." I stated firmly

"DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" He roared.

Only then did I realize he was shaking.

So I did the rational thing, I turned and ran. I blocked out all noises while I ran, heck, I could barely even see straight. This was scary, even worse than when I was cornered by the school bullies, and almost knifed to death.

Yeah, I was no cutter, this was part of my abuse. Actually, in their words, it was my "punishment" for my existence. Talk about life long friends.

My thoughts were shattered when I tripped over a goddamn tree root. I turned so I landed on my back at the last second. Before I could even react, a heavy body was on top of me. I wasn't going to cry, even though all I wanted to do was burst into tears. Hold it together Blithe! I scolded myself for being weak.

"Why did you run?!" Carlisle screamed in my face.

I flinched and tried to push him off of me. He ended up grabbing both of my wrists with one of his hands, and pinned them above my head, and rested his spare hand by the side of my face. This proximity was overbearing. I mean, he was STRADDLING me for god's sake!

"Blithe, why did you run?" He asked again, but this time he seemed to have a pleading tone to his voice.

What should I say? Tell him the truth, or keep my gates closed and let no emotions out. Those were my two choices.

Before I could answer, Carlisle leaned in closer searching my eyes. Then he closed the distance and his lips met mine. Carlisle was kissing me.

HOLY s**t! Carlisle was freaking kissing me!

It was amazing, like f*****g fireworks were shooting off and I never wanted this to end. Tingles passed through my body.

And there I was, eagerly kissing him back.

Then reality washed over me. I stopped kissing him, and let my cold exterior take over. Carlisle realized my change of mood and pulled away. He looked straight into my eyes before speaking.

"Listen Blithe, you can say s**t and complain that I kissed you, but don't deny the feeling you got from him. Go ahead hide your emotions, because honey your mine. Hear that? You are mine. And trust me, this whole, 'I refuse to let anyone in' phase will be gone by the time I'm done with you. Because you know what? I take this as a challenge." With that he stood up, leaving me speechless on the ground.

"Oh and honey? Challenge accepted."

Once again, I was lying on the ground listening to his retreating footsteps. Only last time, he was leaving me

to lay in pain, this time he left me with mixed emotions.

What am I going to do?