Chapter 7 I'm In Love With The Devil

• ***POV - Melaena
• "Who the fudge cares!"
• Jackson smiles eerily as a serial killer would at his victim, but I don't give a hooting hell at this moment. I'm mad – mostly at myself for being so weak - and take big strides towards the bar without a word before anybody thinks to ask some more questions. Like, why am I so worked up over my little brother's stupid bloody friend? That right there is a VERY very good question. The asshole enjoys making me suffer, getting under my skin, and making me angry on purpose. Gmf, telling me I don't know what I'm doing! Hell, excuse me for not being a total slut and not jumping everybody's bones. I hope I never see the likes of him again ... ever!!!