Fight To Death

I don't move. I just stare at Paul as he walks around the room casually, like everything is perfect.

"Mel, Mel will be wondering where you are." He has been here since I got back.

"She won't, I messaged her. Told her I had to go see someone and would be back late." He walks towards me and smiles. "We have an issue to fix, don't we, Trix?"

Issue? What fucking issue? I stare at him, confused, and he laughs.

"Oh, come on, Trix. You fell for Damon, and I am sure the way he has been means he likes you a little more than he is willing to accept. So, I need to destroy that, so you two aren't together."

"You’re crazy! He doesn't like me that much!" He doesn't. Once he finds someone better, he will drop me, even I know that.

"See, you're blind. You hate love, you fight against it, so when it is there, you tell yourself it isn't, but it is Trix. So, how do I break this apart? The quickest way is I tell Daddy." He laughs.

"I will leave. I