Mistreat

Cephus' POV

"How dare she. She has got some guts!" I seethed, angrily, my teeth gnashing against each other. I was so mad that I couldn't hold myself any longer.

I dashed out of the room, and ran after her in front. When I got to her, I grabbed her hand, and held it firmly, digging my long fingernails purposely into her skin.

"Ouch!" She cried. "What do you think you are doing? Let me go!"

"Come with me. It seems you have forgotten the hand that feeds you" I said, angrily as I pulled her away, even when she felt reluctant.

"What is going on?" She questioned. "Can you explain what is happening?"

Fear was in her voice, and I liked it. I would use it against her, and make sure that she regrets biting the hand that feeds her, and that was my hand.

I stopped suddenly and pushed her to the wall. She groaned painfully and looked at me. "What are you doing? Why are you doing this to me?" She asked, fearfully.

"Don't act oblivious, Katie. You know that it's your fault that I'm being this way,