 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
As he shifted his mouth from her skin, reality dawning on him as she let out a faint scream, he covered her mouth roughly with his palm, gripping his fingers into her lips tightly. Using his other hand to drag her, he pulled her halfway across the room, so that they were stood in the very centre, before ripping his hand from her mouth and snarling down at her..
"What the hell do you think you're playing at?!"
"What does it look like!" she spat back right at him, freeing her hand from him and marching toward the back exit of the hospital wing. Doing the only thing he thought he could, to make her stay, he tore the chain from around his neck, causing it to snap dangerously, cutting his skin and oozing blood as he did so. Flinging it at her in fury, he watched her as she stopped, with narrowed eyes and bent down to pick it up, her thumb running over the blood stained gold.
"This used to mean something..." she mumbled, running her thumb over the rdiges in the chipped chain, "But now, with this tainted blood, you've stained everything we ever had and made it dirty."
Infuriated by her words, that rang some sense of truth to his ears, he marched toward her, tore the chain from her hand and threw it hard across the room, so that it smacked against the far wall and landed pathetically on the marbled floor. Furious and not knowing quite what to do, he suddenly smacked his palm against her cheek, that immediately reacted by facing back down to the floor, her knees still bent on the marble. "You know what Marce.." he snarled, his fingers pinching against her neck as he spat the words at her, spit foaming in the corners of his lips, "I dont care anymore. No matter what you say, you're the one who started this. You're the one who betrayed me by sleeping with that man! You're teacher for Merlin's sake!" he bellowed, his grip becoming dangerously tight as she began to cry in extreme pain. |