I looked over at Mason and Callum, who were both wearing confused expressions as they watched this exchange. I wanted to go off on them too, but with the majority of my hatred focused on Sebastian, I didn't want to waste any energy I had left in my already weak body.
> I hissed out, leaning down to his eye level. >
His expression went from confused to hurt to angered in the span of a few seconds, common side effects of something I know as betrayal.
I snarled, >
Although my eyes were only on Sebastian, I could tell I had struck a nerve, and a good one at that. The tension had risen incredibly as Sebastian paled dramatically at the sound of my words.
>
Sebastian's expression remained hurt for a few seconds, before it twisted into something so horrific I felt myself suck in my breath out of fear.
His dark eyes cut through my body as he gave me a look that could send me six feet under.
he hissed out, his eyes black with anger.
I felt a smirk slip easily onto my lips, >
I moved quickly, so that there was no chance that I could be stopped. The knife was taken from my back pocket at such high speeds; I don't think Sebastian had even realized he had been stabbed until Sampson was dragging me away. I didn't even flinch when Sebastian growled out in pain his eyes blazing as he stared at the knife lodged into his thigh.
I whispered out, so that only he would hear. >
I paused, and took a deep breath.
>
With that, I turned on my heel, walking away with the intention of never seeing him or his bastard friends again.
As I turned the corner, I heard the door open and rushed footsteps follow me out. Sampson and Carter soon appeared, unreadable expressions on their faces. I stared at the both of them before shrugging.
« So? How did I do ? »
And now, all I had to do was stall for a few minutes, so that I could really see how I did.
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(Third Person POV)
A paramedic had been sent into the interrogation room, shortly after Evelyn had the brilliant idea to stab Sebastian King.
Sebastian promised not to fight the paramedic, who had to uncuff him and get him to lie down so that he could properly tend to the gushing wound.
Evie sure knows how to leave a mark, Sebastian thought bitterly as the paramedic worked to pulled the knife from the wound. Where Evie had gotten the knife was completely unknown to all, but leave it to her to have one hidden. She was always known to be dangerous and lethal, and tonight Sebastian got a true taste of the Evelyn Summers everyone seemed to know.
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The paramedic groaned in annoyance as he looked at the soaking bandages he had just wrapped around Sebastian's leg.
he said, >
« Good, » Sebastian snapped back, >
The paramedic scowled in his direction before exiting to room, leaving Sebastian to deal with his injured leg.
> He whispered, because only Evelyn Summers would think to shove a fucking object into someone's wound.
> breathed out Mason, >
Callum muttered.
Because it wasn't just any object, no, it was so much more than that, because now, Sebastian was holding a small key in his hand.
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And that key meant one thing: freedom.
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I knew I had to get out of there soon, before they realized what I had done.
Yes, what I had done was reckless and stupid and every insulting word that came through your mind, it was probably that. But the thing is, if someone pulled me aside right now, and asked why the hell I did it, I wouldn't be able to answer. In all honesty, I'd probably throw out some bitchy response, and then walk away.
But there wasn't any time for me to try to explain myself. I just had to get the fuck out of this place, and out of London.
I moved through the hallways quickly with Chief Carter and Sampson. Neither had mentioned the stabbing that took place, and I assume it's because they were simply just speechless.
As we rounded a corner, I saw glass doors and a black car sitting outside. That car was a blessing from above, and I felt myself itching to just take off and get out of the building.
>
>
I felt a twist in my gut, and I looked away for a moment, before bringing my dead eyes to his.
>
With that, I began walking away, but not before I let her voice stop me. >