Natasha's POV cont'd:
"What did you just say?" I asked gazing up at him to be sure of what I just heard. He stared at me blankly for a moment and then his lips gave a curvy smile.
"C'mon, you girls should chill, your faces looks like you've seen a ghost" Scott said still smiling.
"You think this is all a joke?!" Trish yelled at him standing up from the couch, she shook her head and bite her lower lip. "I told you girls that he's a psychopath but you wouldn't believe me" she deadpans and sighs exasperatingly.
"I'm not a psychopath!" Scott scolded sending shivers to us all as we stared at him in a gape. "You should remember I wasn't the one that brought you here, if you want me to help then you have to act like someone that needs my help!" He added with a deep scowl and went towards the door.
I stood up and called after him "Scott", he paused and stood there not glancing back. "I'm sorry...", I started but he cuts me short by turning to face me.