TELEPATHY

Draven sat in front of me, his feet on the coffee table as he smirked at me. Just as the way Ashton used to do. I gripped the arm of my chair in anger, shooting daggers at him.

‘I still have a part of Ashton inside me’ Draven’s voice spoke in my head. My eyes went wide for a moment.

‘Not telepathy’ I screamed in my head and Draven’s smirk deepened.

“We are so not playing this,” I said out loud.

“It was your mistake” He shrugged.

“Was it my mistake? Really…..” I stopped in mid sentence.

“You jerk. You asshole. You manipulating bastard. I made the mistake or did you make me do it. You made me angry on purpose so that when our elements combine you can control me. You knew all along” I screamed at his head, furious at what he had done.

“You are the queen of the great Magna. How can you be so stupid?” He asked me calmly, making me even more furious.

“You” I stopped the urge of hitting him on the head, knowing it would result in me being in pain too.