Taste of patience

Vivian's POV

He jerked completely out of bed. He was furious and infuriated.

"Going out to kill them won't change anything Darren." I said from behind him as he halted and then turn back to face me.

I stood up from where I sat and walked few steps to where he was. I stood infront of him.

"Venting out your anger on them won't still change the fact that you have turned into a weakling Darren, a big looser." I yelled at his face as he clutched my wrist firmly.

"How dare you say that infront of me? How dare you call me a weakling?" He outrageously yelled.

"That's because you're one Darren, and there's nothing that you'd tell me, that'll ever change the fact that you're a coward." I blurted at his face as his gaze grew wide.

"Don't you dare taste my patience." He warned.

"And there's nothing you're going to do. You can't lay a finger on me, let alone try to shut me up, as I'll only say the truth." I said glaring back at him as he let go off my hands.

I slowly rubbed the spot at which he c