"What was that?" Carlisle asked, smirking while taking a step forward, closing the distance between us- noticing how uncomfortable I was.
"I- you... this-" I choked, blushing a deep red.
"You, me, this?" He asked, leaning closer in.
Then I remembered.
I remembered all the pain he has caused me- physically and mentally.
And most importantly, I remembered how much I hated him.
"I want an explanation." I hissed at him
"For what?"
That did it.
"You are f*****g crazy! First of all, you kidnapped me, making me lose my mom in the process. Then you go out of your way to make my life s**t. You handcuffed me to a bed! On numerous occasions you have sexually harassed me. This is not right. I want you to explain why I am not allowed to leave- hell, I want to know why you even did this to me i
