016 Gabriel’s Trial
Scarlett’s POV
“What?” I shouldn’t have, but I laughed out loud.
Even for Ava, it’s a hit too dramatic.
“You, want, her, dead,” Gabriel says with a stone–cold voice. He is actually serious. His gang shoots. the disdain looks as if among them, a group of bullies, I’m the most wicked.
“Did Ava mention that the last time I saw her was in her dear daddy’s study? With her daddy, mummy, and her Romeo all around her?”
“So?” Gabriel is not laughing, nor getting my implication.
“So?” I cock my eyebrow, knowing if I roll my eyes right now I would definitely piss him off so I dare not, So how do you even imagine that I could even lay a finger on her with her army protecting her?”
“You didn’t lay a finger on her?” Gabriel stands up and walks to me in a dangerous stride, his tone getting meaner and colder, “Sure, not A finger. You left a fucking handprint on her forearm!”
I frown. I did try to grab her arm, but I barely even closed my grip before Sebastian pushed me down onto the floor. How the hell did I leave anything on her arm?!
“She was trying to slap me so I grabbed her arm,” I try to explain, knowing if Ava really was “hurt“, then today I won’t be able to leave in one piece, “and Sebastian pushed me away before I could even-
I gasp as Gabriel pours his drink down my head.
The spicy smell of the alcohol stings my eyes. I wiped my eyes in panic, and this move saved Gabriel’s slap from landing on my face. It landed on my arm and I fell backward.
“He is right to have pushed you! Or you would have been dead by now!” Gabriel growls at .. I sit on the floor, dare not to stand up. He doesn’t like it when I fight back for myself. I can’t take my baby into a fight I
can’t win.
My heart pumping fast in my chest. What’s Aurora doing?! She would drop everything if she saw Code Red. But even if she didn’t see my message, she should have been here by now.
“Stand up,” Gabriel orders.
“What do you want?” I demand, scared as hell. Could I run, if he tried to get physical? Do I have a chance? But if I don’t…he might not kill me, but he would definitely hurt the baby!
Lazily, Gabriel pulls out his phone and points its camera at me.
“Stand up,” Gabriel’s tone gets grumpier, “don’t be scared, little bunny. I just want an apology video from you.”
I stand up slowly. I have been apologizing to Ava for “bullying her” all my life. I don’t care if I have to do it again to protect my baby.
“Scarlett F,” Gabriel starts. He refuses to call me by HIS last name. Talking into his camera himself first, he continues, “You broke a vase in Dad’s study, leaving shards on the ground, do you object?”
016 Gabriel’s Trial
+26 BONUS
I see where this is going.
“No, it is true,” I answer as how he wants.
“Then, you said nasty things first to Mom, then to Ava, trying to get her into a fight with you, do you object?”
I didn’t want a fight with Ava. Admitting that would only add more items to my crime list. But I don’t see objecting do me any good.
“No, I don’t object.”
“Are you aware that even just a small cut on her finger could endanger Ava’s life?” Gabriel enjoys his game. So does his gang.
“She is healed,” I answer. A small cut won’t make her bleed to death now.
Gabriel looks up from his phone, staring at me with his creepy evil grin.
“Yes, I’m aware,” I change my answer.
“So,” Gabriel smiles with satisfaction,
Bunu are now charged with the attempt on Ava’s life, do y
An you object?”
“No, I don’t object,” I sigh, just wanting to get this over with.
“Good girl,” Gabriel grins, focusing his camera on me, “now strip.”
What?! I open my eyes wide, not sure if I heard him right.
“Strip, or I’ll do it for you,” Gabriel says slowly, in that dangerous tone, “you didn’t think you could get away with such a horrible behavior just by saying a few lines of bullshit that you don’t even believe yourself, do you?”
“I did not attack her!” I shout into his camera. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction, but tears of humiliation are brimming my eyes. He has always been an asshole, but never pushed it this far.
I knew my life would be in hell mode now, Because Ava doesn’t need blood transfusions from me like daily meals anymore.
“You need a lesson you can remember,” Gabriel judges coldly, “Relax. I won’t spread the video. You bear my last name after all. But if the next time you dare to touch Ava again, you can be sure that I will!”
In my desperation of realizing that he is serious about this, he strides over.
