"ARIANNE!" Ivan yelled at me.
A whimper escaped my lips and I stared down at the knife which I had driven into my palm, pinning it to the table! I could feel the wound trying to close but because I didn't pull the knife out, the pain was excruciating. I gasped out loud as I tried to bear the pain of the knife. Ivan stood up from the chair reaching for the knife but I yanked it away from my hand and pressed it to my throat instead.
"Arianne what are you doing?" Ivan yelled at me anger on his face!
"Arianne!" Azar called.
I turned my gaze only to find him staring at me with a deep frown on his face. "Get out!" I snarled at him.
"Stay calm!" Azar whispered in my head so it was only the both of us who could communicate with each other.
I shook my head at him firmly, "Get out!"
"Arianne drop the knife!" Azar said in my head again, issuing his command.
I winced as I fought against it! I shook my head harder at him! "Stay out of my head!"
