"THAT'S IT!!!" I kicked the door, restraining myself quite a bit, which didn't actually work since I left a huge dent on the car door. But hey, if I didn't hold it in, the door would've flown a kilometre away. I'm not exaggerating at all. Having vampiric powers would just make you a million times stronger than you expected.

I went out, forcing myself not to stomp since if I did, I would make a hole in the trampoline and make a fool of myself if I fall down. That's the least thing I want to happen right now. I already embarrassed myself enough with my car appearing out of nowhere and disrupting a rescue operation. I don't need another embarrassment.

I walked over to where the guy was, climbing the hood of the car in the process. He stared at me incrudulously. "Why are you climbing the top of your car?"

I glared at him. "Because I don't want to walk around the car just to get to you."

I pointed at the shattered glass on my car. Then looked at him. "WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT!!??"

He glared back at me. "Because you almost killed me."

"Why are you standing here in the first freakin' place?! Committing suicide is stupid! Bonehead!"

He narrowed his eyes at me. "First of all, I am not a bonehead. Second, I am most certainly not committing suicide."

I groaned. This is exactly what I needed at the moment. An argument. Oh please do note the sarcasm. I ran a hand on my face and gave him one last glare. "Then what the **** are you doing in there?!?"

"I should ask you that."

"You know what? I really want to strangle you right now, Mr. Whoever-You-Are."

"Huh? Is Mr.Whoever-You-Are a name?"

"Don't you think that shutting the hell up would help you in your situation right now?"

"I don't."

"It's because you don't have a mind."

"If that's so, how would I be moving? As far as I know, the brain is the 'controller' of the whole body. It makes the muscles move and---"

I growled, a little too loudly, and it made everyone look and focus at the scene we're making. It was so freakin' maddening. I would've flushed if not for this person in front of me.

"IM NOT A ******* KID FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE! I DO NOT NEED A LESSON ABOUT HUMAN ANATOMY! SHUT UP BEFORE I SNAP YOUR NECK!!" Well, yeah, my world was full of either snapped or decapitated heads.. And I'd done it quite a lot too, but...I didn't mean to say that to him. I was shocked.

..he wasn't. He raised an eyebrow at me. Or rather, at my statement. "Can you?"

I furrowed my eyebrows and narrowed my eyes at him. Oh, so the sh**face is challenging me? Me? Natalie freakin' Lithieum? Is he kidding me?

"Do you want me to do that to you?"

He shrugged. "You don't look like you--"

I stood up and back flipped, landing just above his shoulders. I was sitting on his shoulders. I could only imagine our precarious position. But I was too angry to even mind. My fangs extended, but because I was restraining myself, it didn't show. I don't know what was happening to my eyes. But it felt as if I had a night vision equipment, although I didn't. Maybe a new vampire thingy.

I put my hands on both sides of his head and positioned myself to push through with what I'm planning. I was trying hard not to laugh when he started stiffening. In the end, I choked, and I put myself down. Of course, not without dragging him down too. So he fell on the ground face-first.

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