"You where going to do what?" he shouts causing me to jump a bit. I look at his face and see anger on it.
"I said I was thinking about it. I changed my mind," I rush to say. "I'm sorry."
As he runs a hand through his hair he picks up the glass vase and throws it against the wall. Rushing past him, I hurry to the door.
Once my hand is on the silver doorknob I pull it open only to have it closed. Turning around I meet his gaze. His normal blue eyes are now black with a hint of gold.
"I think I should go," I say barely as a whisper.
"Mine," he growls.
"Yes, I know it's yours but-," I say but he cuts me off again.
"Mine," he growls again.
Before I have the chance to ask him what he meant, he hovers over my body, and before I have the chance to move, I feel sharp teeth penetrate my skin. Kicking and screaming, I try to move out of his grasp.
Yelping out in pain, he finally takes his teeth out, and looks at me with his blue eyes. He looks at me in horror.
"What did you do to me?"