Calm down, Ellie, I thought, trying to keep from strangling the fake bimbo next to me. Just think about nice things. Like cotton candy and unicorns . . . ."So how do you know Vincent? I mean, he never mentioned anything about a girl," a high pitched voice said, pulling me out of my thoughts, unfortunately.
Growling lowly, I turn and glare at the Blonde, brown-eyed Barbie.
"I could ask you the same question," I snap, clenching and unclenching my jaw. If this blondy had any morals she would know to not mess with me at the moment, 'cause I was ready to kick some ass.
I am pissed. Damon and I went for a walk to have a tour of Sabrina and David's territory, which is pretty freaking big. We were actually having a good time, talking and making jokes, laughing. The midnight air was refreshing, but then miss fake boob's over here decided to join us, officially ruining everything.
She's not invited anywhere I go, that's for sure. Then again I'm not quick to judge either. Although her rubbing up on my mate like a stripping pole like the slut she is had a lot to say. Okay maybe I'm exaggerating a little, but who could blame a possessive Alpha? Who is now on her time of the month? Yeah, yeah, most people think 'Ew that's gross'. Newsflash honey, that's how a women's body works so deal with it! Plus, trying to lure Damon away after she realized that Vincent wasn't falling for her just screams desperate. I bet anyone could clearly see the signs.
A giggle that sounds more like a dying animal, interrupted me from my thoughts, again. "Well," she drawls, "we went out a couple times in the past."
I froze. Clearing a dry throat I ask, nonchalant, "And what about now?"
Bimbo better say the right thing, or else Coraline and Greyson will find their son dead by morning. Officially dead since he's a vampire. Anyway, you know what I'm implying.
"He won't pay any attention to me for some reason. But that doesn't mean I won't stop to have every inch of him." Bimbo moans, licking her lips at the idea.
The fuck! This bitch better shut the fuck up before I do somethin' I wouldn't mind doing!
"Okay, look. Um . . . . "
"Bianca!"
"Right," Damon mumbled, rolling his eyes. I snicker. "This young beauty here is Vincent's mate. And I know you knew because Ellie still carries his mark and she his. So, with everyone obviously knowing that, why don't you gather the small amount of your dignity and self-respect and leave?"
The question was rhetorical, of course. By the bitch's mouth gaping open like an idiot, I knew she knew that too.
Stupid skank, taught you right.
"B-but, I-I . . . . "
"You heard him sweetheart, so if I were you" - I take a slow threatening step forward, never breaking eye contact - "I would back off. Because. Vincent. Is. Mine."
Letting a few growls slip out. Bimbo trembles under the intensity my eyes held. That's right bitch, fear me. Blondie turned and left, not even one word uttered. I felt a smirk on my face turn dark. Damon chuckled.
"You are something else, Ell." He grins a cheeky grin. "Now, why don't we head back?"
I pout and throw my hands up in exasperation. "But I wanna keep gazing at the stars." As I see the stern look coming from him, I cave. "Fine, fine, fine. Whatever you say, asshole."
Damon and I walk side by side, our arms brushing ever once in a while. In a friendly way, of course. The relationship between us was comfortable compared to our past.
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Blinding Darkness
WerewolfAfter Elizabeth Ronnie Swan watches her mother sacrifice herself for the safety of her five year old daughter, Ellie suddenly finds herself being cared for by her kinds number one enemy--vampires. In five years the odd supernatural creatures are a l...