Natasha had locked herself in her room from the time she had came back from the hotel. She couldn't digest the fact that her plan to seduce Lucas backfired and the person who messed up everything as none other than Elena.
She sat in front of the dressing table looking at the mirror as she slowly trace her fingers on the mark that Elena had given her. She dig her nails in her skin and scratch the mark slowly piercing her cheeks with her nails.
She had already lost her mind watching her slapped face and the finger marks left on them reminding how Elena had attacked her making her fall on the ground. She never thought a fragile looking girl would turn fierce and would slap her.
"You can't win against me" she yelled watching the blood flow from her cheeks as she dig her nails more deep widening the bruise.
"This will keep me reminding how mercilessly I've to kill you" her toneless voice came like a whisper as a tear roll down from her eyes.
