Chapter Eight

Zara Howard

"Ouch, that one actually hurt." I winced as Xena smacked me on my head for the third time in a row.

"I am glad it did because someone needs to knock some sense in this stupid head of yours." She yelled as she proceeded to smack me yet again.

"Heyyyyy!" I whined, not having a better protest. I really don't know what to say to her at this point. After telling her everything that happened with Asher last night, it seems like her fuse went off.

"Zara, just because Asher is having fun by joining in on this little game you are trying to play with him, does not mean it is safe to do all this. What were you thinking going into his bedroom?" Xena scolded.

She is pulling a real Scarlett move right now.

"Mrs. Costanza said I could-" I tried to defend my actions but was quickly cut off.

"The caretaker who practically raised that mafia household? Really? I refuse to believe someone can be this dumb." She gave me that 'you are impossible' look as she shook her head in disappointm