Page 114 of Sour Lollipops and Sweet Nightmares
I backed up as he stepped in again.
“What do I want?”
He took another step.
“We can start with your complete and utter surrender…”
Another step.
“Followed by your undying servitude.”
Another step.
“And then I’ll take your body.”
My retreat halted when my back hit a tree.
Issac closed the distance so fast that I didn’t have time to react. The air literally sucked in around me as he moved. My heart hammered against my chest as I was reminded of that moment in the cafeteria when I questioned the reality of supernatural beings. Of course, I passed that thought off as my own paranoia. No such thing existed.
Now, I wasn’t so sure.
There was a good three feet between us, and Issac closed that distance in the time it took me to blink. One second, he was there, the next, he was here.
Everything I thought I knew was suddenly in question. I couldn’t wrap my head around what just happened, let alone formulate a sentence. All I managed to stammer out was a quiet, “People don’t move that fast.”
“I do.” Issac slammed his arm into the tree above my head and leaned in, growling, “Scared yet?”
Yes, yes, I was. But I wasn’t going to admit that to him.
“Get away from me,” I ordered in as forceful a tone as I could muster.
“Still playing the brave one, I see,” Issac snorted. “But I can feel you trembling.”
I was so done with his games.
Puffing my chest out, I jabbed my finger in his chest. “I don’t care how fast you move. If you come near me again, I will end you.”
It was a sad attempt at a threat. I knew that, and Issac knew that. Proof of which came when he threw his head back with a laugh. I couldn’t blame him. The top of my head barely came to his shoulders, and he moved faster than anyone I’d ever seen. What could I possibly do to him?
“You hear that, Ravi?” he called over his shoulder. “Georgia here is going to end me.”
“I look forward to watching her try,” Ravi snickered.
Issac stepped in, forcing me to once again smash my back against the tree.
“Enjoy your last day of freedom, Peaches. Cause tonight, you’re mine.”
The seriousness in his tone wasn’t what made me swallow back a heavy gulp. It was the darkness in his eyes.
Issac wasn’t a good guy, I knew that, but the way he was looking at me made me question the existence of pure evil. It was as if the devil himself was inspecting me. How did one fight that? Issac was determined to drag me to hell.
Just as I was beginning to lose all hope, I heard a familiar voice in the distance.
“Georgia, are you out here?”
Rachel!
I never thought I’d be happy to hear her voice.
