Bloodshed

Elira's POV

“You should know who raised me.” I said and I a second I spun my leg and he was on the floor beside me. I got on top of him, grabbed the knife and stabbed his arm. His face was filled with agony and I laughed, all heads turning to me.

“Didn't you hear the rumours about me? Why do you think I don't have friends?” I raised a bow at his clueless, handsome face.

I leaned down, my chest pressing on his and whispered in his ear. “I don't let anyone weigh me down.”

He froze as I rose from him but he stretched out his...