017 The White Knight

Scarlett’s POV

“Stay back!” I shout, no longer care about attracting attention.

“No one can save you,” Gabriel laughs, “No one will. You know why? Because you are THAT notorious, as much as your evilness deserves.”

He strides over and I grab the beer bottle I have been glancing at. I knock it onto the table and get a weapon out of it.

“Stay, back!” I point the sharp broken glass at Gabriel, backing as he approaches closer.

“I dare you to try, my dear little sister,” Gabriel raises his head and shows his throat at me, “be the murderer that you are, and let everyone see!”

“You come one step closer, and I will stab this into MY throat!” I point the glass under my own jaw, “You know I will die because there won’t be enough blood for me in this city!”

Gabriel bursts into laughter so hard that tears come out of him.

“Seriously?” Gabriel laughs, not forgetting to point his damn camera still on me, “You think I’d care if you hurt yourself? I have got evidence shooting right now, showing that