Frostbite

CHAPTER 6

Mistake

Orion's POV

Oh Shit! I was going to be late. This wasn't good, not for the first impression at least. I was racing down the hallways towards the club room. What would she think of me? Would she be mad if I was late? Would she be waiting for me? I took a look at my wrist watch. I was thirty minutes late, no way that she would be waiting that long for me.

 I had gone off to buy a flower for Artemisia Frost, I believed in first impressions and I intended on making a good one. I had bought a pink rose not knowing which flower she would like. I was running down a hallway when I saw her coming from the opposite direction, I halted in front of her and before I could even catch a breath she grabbed me by the collar and dragged me towards the club room. She unlocked it and threw me inside on a couch. She entered, locking the door behind her, and pounced on me, pinning me in the couch.

This would have been sexy if she didn't have that crazy, murderous, maddening expression on her face. She leaned down on me as she fished out a pocket knife from her pants and placed the blade against my throat. 

I was able to see her face clearly now, she licked her upper lip in a sadistic way. And her eyes, her eyes were filled with so many emotions that I was unable to comprehend what she was feeling, they were like a foggy and frosted glass in which greenish-grey smoke swirled and shone. She closed the distance between us and her mouth went for my ear, sensing her dangerous aura I shut my eyes tightly.

"You lied." She whispered softly and I opened my eyes, " And I HATE LIES!" She growled, at that moment I knew I should have been scared. My life was on stake here and I was having no doubt that she could slit my throat but still I found all this appealingly hot.

"You stood me up, you good for nothing new transfer student who doesn't know the shit! You pranked on me? You thought this was fun? Playing tricks on your new classmates right after you get transferred?" She was saying, her voice was smooth, cold and had a piercing harsh edge to it. 

"I-I ... didn't!" I found my voice in my throat somehow and stuttered the words out.

"You didn't? You didn't what?" She barked moving her knife from my neck to my cheek.

"I didn't prank you!" I told her.

She dug her knife in my skin and I winced in pain. "Then where were you huh?" She said.

She removed the knife from my cheek and moved it towards her lips, she licked the blood. A bit of blood remained on her lips staining then red. My cheek was hurting but not that much, maybe she didn't cut too deep. I was still clutching the rose in my hand which I supposed was invisible to her till now. Her eyes roamed on my face as she tilted her head and placed the knife on my throat again.

"That was just a bit of trailer, so you don't doubt my capability to slit your throat." She said with the same madness tripping from her voice.

"Let me e-explain" I tried to get up but she pushed me down again. 

"Then do it like this!" 

"Okay... Well...if you just look at my left hand maybe you'll know." I told her and her eyes darted to my left hand. She snatched the rose from my hand and shoved it in my face. 

"What does this mean?" She asked me, was she really so dense?

"The reason why I got late, I went to buy this for you." I told her calmly and her eyes widened at my words. Her eyes lost the spookiness as she stared at the rose, though they were still hard and cold with no shine in them, they turned from glass to metal.