[Might add when the symbol * comes it's her thoughts, I have changed it from ' ' to * *.]
~ Previously ~
Someone suddenly grabbed my hand when I reached for the door knob and without warning shoved me against the wall.
"Who are you and what are you doing here, little girl."
Said a deep and manly voice.
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~ Rosari POV ~
Fear was the only thing felt.
My whole body started to tremble, not being able to look away from this unknown man. My hands shoot up in reflex, trying in vain to remove the man's hand from my throat. When it didn't work a started to use my nail to scratch and dig into his skin.
He looks a bit taken aback from my sudden resistance.
"You…" he said shifting his gaze from his bleeding hand and arm on my throat to my eyes. He lifted his other hand toward me.
*Oh, shit is he going to kill me for scratching him.*
I closed my eyes in fear, waiting for the impact.
"...are just like a cat, an afraid little cat."
*A...cat?*
Shocked at the remark, I opened my eyes, seeing that he had put his hand on the wall beside my head and was closing into me.
I pressed myself against the wall trying to create some distance but to no avail.
I felt his hot breath on my neck, making my body shiver. Then he started to sniff me.
*Wait what, did he just sniff me!!!!*
"But you don't smell like one. In fact, you don't smell like *anything*." The man said taking a step back while looking at me with suspicious eyes.
"Are you an assassin? Is that why you don't have a scent." I could feel his grip on my throat tighten making my breathing more painful. My hands were working overtime trying to pry my innocent neck from his strong grip.
We then heard some noises and laughter from the lounge. The man's head turned toward the door where the sound came from, realizing something.
"Were you trying to hurt my people! Who send you!" He said with a growl and booming voice.
*Wait did he just GROWL!!*
"Answer ME!" He said with authority.
*How am supposed to answer you when you are CHOKING me!*
I felt a tear roll down my cheek out of fear and frustration. My head started to feel light-headed. Seeing that I was about to pass out, he released his hand.
My hand automatically went to my sore throat while my lungs screamed for air. Collapsing to the ground in a coughing mess.
Not waiting for my recovery, he picked me up like a dangling cat and walked toward the lounge. Kicking the door opened with his leg, (not bothering to use his free hand), he strode in with me on display.
"Hey! I found a suspicious 'thing' lurking outside." The man said with a straight face.
The whole group froze in shock and terror for what they saw.
*Help ME, please!*
I said with pleading eyes toward the frozen group. That's when all hell broke out.
Sam had in a span of seconds left her seat and was now holding, the man's wrist in a death grip, realizing me from his hold.
Crashing down into the floor, I could feel bruises starting to form. Emma and Lily tried to help me up, becoming my supporting pillars.
"That's ENOUGH everyone, back off NOW!" I heard Skye yell.
I looked up after I had recollected myself a bit and to my horror, the scene in front of me had completely derailed.
Everyone was in panic and confusion.
Sam held both the man's wrist AND Nick (who looks like he tried to stop them but got caught up instead) by his collar.
"What the hell do you think you are doing Tyler!" Sam said with a scowl on her face and giving the man (who was just calmly observing everything) a glare.
"Sam let BOTH of them go!" Skye said like a mother with her hands on her hip.
Sam released them, looking a bit irritated. Nick tried to play it cool when he was released, thinking that no one noticed him being single manhandled by Sam.
The guy unaffected by everything, rubbed his wrist a bit while fixing the sleeve of his shirt.
*He is Tyler?!, One of the friends!*
I felt something soft on my neck and tingling sparks. Looking at my side I saw Emma with a worried expression and sweat dripping down her forehead.
"That should make you feel better," She said looking up to me with a sad smile.
"Huh, what do you mean-" That's when I felt the pain and soreness fade away from my throat. Realizing what she had just done. Making me wonder if that was her gift, healing.
"Thank you" I whispered in appreciation.
I felt someone's gaze on me and saw it was my attacker, Tyler. He must have seen what had happened between me and Emma because he turned to the group with one of his brow raised!
"So is anyone going to explain to me why our little princess here just healed the intruder. And why Sam is more fierce than usual." Tyler asked like a father asking his mischievous kids about their wrongdoings.
"Oh shit my bad!" Everyone's head snapped to a now very pale and panicked Nick.
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