Hundred and Seventeen

"Rosalie!" Titan shrieked commandingly. "Get up!"

She moved sleepily at the sound of his voice but didn't wake up. Titan angrily walked into her bathroom, got a bowl of water and tossed it on her face. She woke up disoriented, yelling, swearing out loud and looking around in confusion.

"Titan? What is the meaning of this?!"

"What on Earth do you think you are doing planting your crap in Olivia's head? Are you trying to separate us? Are you crazy!"

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about!" Titan shouted. "What right do you think you have to tell her about Miriel?"

"What right? Miriel was my best friend,"

"And so bloody what? Is that why you think it was your story to tell? It wasn't your place!"

"And was it your place to take her life?" Rosalie asked defiantly, tossing the covers and standing up. "You go around living life like you're a god. No one dares to defy you, or disobey you and then you kill whoever you want wherever you want! And my friend Miriel