5 -Chapter : 5-Dangerously close -

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It's time to start a dangerous game.

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-Chapter 5 --Mathilda Point of view-

"You must choose, carefully." Mr. Pretty eyes gaze at me while saying those four words. My smile grows knowing that, I'm not going to listen to his warning. I just like to do the complete opposite and Mr. Pretty eyes knows that too.

Now, who should I pick to piss off, until I escape from this place? Mmmm.

Taking a quick glance at all the new strangers that are facing me with their hands behind their back. One of them out of the group caught my eye, immediately.

That person stands out, out of all of the rest that was just standing there with a straight face on.

He was standing in the back looking as if he was obligated to be here.

He was about 6'7 to 6'8 in height... I guess, don't take my word for it.

He has a strong body physique. His eye color were extremely weird, it was a mixture of light golden brown and silver grey.

In my time of collecting different eyes from different people throughout the years. I have never seen such a color before on someone else's face.

His dark hair was as dark as the night sky. And his jawline was sharper than a katana that could cut me in two.

His pink lips were pressed in a thin line and his brows were furrowed making him look intimidating.

I like intimidating people- they are more fun to play with and the easiest to piss off. The stronger they look, the easier they'll fall.

Basically, he didn't want anybody to even dare choose him. And unfortunately, there's me, who never listen to warning signs.

Anyway, why shouldn't I choose him? He looks so fun to mess with. He's nice to look at even when he's mad. What else... I think about it for a while, oh yeah.

His eyes... That looks like it keeps too many dark secrets, that I would love to hear from him when I'm cutting him up.

What can he possibly do that I haven't withstood, before? It would be fun to experience more new things that I haven't felt before.

"Have all of you chosen who you wanted as your trainer? " Mr. Pretty eyes said while crossing his strong arms in front of his broad chest.

My inmates and I nod our heads.

"Okay, then. One by one will walk up to the person, you have chosen" One by one walked up to the person that they have chosen in their little heads. It was now Mr. Doll killer turn to pick his new doll.

He walks up to this young brunette that has brownish-greenish forest eyes.

He stands right next to her... And let me tell you, she looked like a little kitty next to him. Their height difference was so cute.

Yet, how in the hell will she make him behave with her small size? She is so small... She looks so breakable. So cute.

I tilted my head slightly to the right. She and Mr. Doll killer noticed this and I guess both of them knew what I was thinking.

It looks like I'm not the only one who would like to try new things.

"It's your turn. " I looked at Mr. Pretty eyes, who was looking at me with a stern look. He knows what I'm about to do without even seeing me do it.

By now everyone's eyes were on me. Just wondering... Who would I choose. Even my inmate wondered- who is this crazy girl aka me was going to choose as my trainer.

A creepy smile was plastered on my face, while I slacked my way to where Mr. Grumpy was standing at.

When I stood right in front of him the only thing he did was let out an aggressive low warning growl at me. Daring me to choose him.

Shit...even his eyes were warning me with this dangerous glow that could blind a bitch. His eye color was turning more into the golden-brown than the silver-grey. Shit... It looked more golden than brown.

His jaw was clenched hard and his pretty eyes narrowed down at me. Does he really think he can scare me off like that? Hahaha too bad.

The only thing he was doing was making me more interested in him.

Who does he think he is dealing with, right now? A normal little girl. Ha, sucks for him because I'm far from normal -up here.

Well, if we think about it a little better. All of us are not ordinary people, somehow or someway. Why you probably asked yourself...? Well, you're reading this book.

And here, He actually thought nobody would have dared to pick him. I guess, he hasn't met another like me.

I guess... I am one of a kind.

Don't judge me, people. My ego is bigger than my head. It just doesn't fit inside my skull...sometimes.

Now that I think about it. I must look like Mr. Doll killer and Ms. Little kitten, standing in front of Mr. Grumpy.

Our height difference was actually extremely funny- me being the average height of an American girl and Mr. Grumpy being between 6'7 or 6'8 or more. It was hard to tell his precise height but you could imagine it, right?

He is as big as a tree. Okay, maybe... I exaggerate a bit there, but I could basically climb on him, like a freaking tree... Okay, that came out a little wrong, didn't it? I figured.

Just know, he's gigantic in height, making me look like a little kitten next to a big enormous lion.

I had to look up at him. He didn't look so amused by our differences. But, I didn't care because the only one who should be amused is me.

And that is all that matters, now and forever.

Now I am standing next to Mr. Grumpy with a successful smile on my face. From the corner of my eye, I can see Hunter staring at me.

Wondering, what the heck, I'm planning by taking the most dangerous one out of the group. That none of my other inmates dared to even gaze or even speak to.

My thoughts were cut off by Mr.Pretty eyes, who started speaking, again " This is one final chance that I would give you.

Who wants to change their trainer?

Raise your hand up, now. " I raise my right hand up without hesitation. And I don't know why but Mr.Pretty eyes already knew what I was going to say.

"Do you want to change your trainer ?" He raised an eyebrow and looked at Mr. Grumpy.

"Yes," I excitedly said, while I jumped up and down like a damn fool.

''And who would you like to choose

as your trainer?" he asks me with a hint of curiosity in his voice.

"I like you t-" Everyone interrupted me by gasping like if I declared my profound love to him.

Did it sound like that?... Maybe.

But, jeez they didn't even let me finish my damn sentence.

"To-" I look at everyone daring them to interrupt me, again" -be my trainer. Jeez... You people can't even let me finish a damn sentence."

''Well, sorry to break your crazy little heart. But No, Can Do.'' Mr. Pretty eyes said. For some reason, it sounded more like a rejection of my mistaken misunderstood confession- then a rejection to train me.

My inmates giggle realizing this and I turn red as a tomato. I looked at Mr. Pretty eyes again and he had a little smirk on his face. Amused with my reaction to what he just said.

"Then I'll stay with Mr. Grumpy, instead." I point at Mr. Grumpy, while I said that. Trailing my gaze to Mr. Grumpy.

Mr.Grumpy was looking down at me still trying to scare me off. Unfortunately, it wasn't working out too well for him. Poor Dude.

And you can see how irritated he was getting by the second. If he is getting this irritated with just this- Imagine when he's with me for a whole damn week.

"You are going to regret choosing me, I'll make sure of that," Mr. Grumpy said in a low dangerous tone, that sent a shiver down my spine.

"DON'T worry, regret is a good feeling to have Mr. Grumpy, I know from past experiences. It just means that I haven't lost my humanity, yet ."I wink at him.

Because at the end of the day, we all feel regret in some way or another... Right?

That's the beauty of life.

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