Calla POV:
"I need to talk to her, Sinister." I said quietly.
We had been sitting in his room for a few hours, he held me tightly in his arms, and I traced the bite marks I had left when I fought him.
Calla the shark.
Rawr.
"How do you know her again?" He asked softly, as he gave me a tight squeeze.
He was about to kill her, but he didn't. He said he had to kill her, but he didn't because I begged him not to.
Maybe he wasn't just a monster. Maybe, there was light to his darkness. Some sort of weird reverse-flashlight s**t.
"She was there the night you took me, it was my birthday and we went to this club..." I shook my head, I hated thinking about that night, "she's all I have, Sin."
Brie had always been the crazy one in our friendship, but she was my first friend when I had moved
