Emmi: Bad Location

I watch as the door opens, moving out quickly. I feel the tears fall from my eyes. Dante stood before me, smiling. Screaming, I hit him with the roses, his eyes widening as I place the dagger against his neck.

“Okay, so we weren’t expecting this reaction, was the day that bad?” He looks at me, amused.

“It was great! Until you decide to send me fucking home! I should never have come back.” I shouldn’t have.

“Sugar, you’re not getting sent home.” His hand grasps my chin to force me to look at him, moving forward slightly, so the knife pushes harder against his neck. “Your family is throwing a ball, and they requested your presence. So you are leaving here, Emmi, with us. I promise you that this is in no way us giving you back.” His eyes stay fixed on mine as my chest heaves. Slowly I lower my hand with the dagger in it. “I told him a dagger was the wrong gift.” He laughs slightly, his eyes glancing down at me.

“Sorry.” I panicked.

“I should have thought, don’t worry. Except you killed s