"Why are you being such a dick?"
Alex chuckles at my response, not even putting in the effort to look at me, "I wasn't aware that helping you was considered being a dick"
I glare at him from my spot on the park bench, a wind passing through that sent goosebumps up my arm and I rub my hands on my jeans, "How is doing nothing except go on about how careless I was helpful in any way?"
Alex looked over at me with cold blue eyes, face nonchalant, "That's not exactly my problem, i'm not the one who killed someone, am I?"
"Don't be satirical with me", I ridicule with a roll of my eyes, "You're the psychotic murderer with one hell of a sob story if I do say so myself"
I could tell my mocking tone got to him, but at the moment I couldn't have cared less. He kissed his teeth and cocked his head at me.
"Is that so?"
I shrug carelessly, "Yes"
His stare threatened to break through my cool exterior and I stood up, not backing down from the gaze.
"You're the one that runs away from your problems," I started, not entirely sure where this was heading but I found satisfaction in his pain, if you could call it that, "Maybe if you saw yourself from someone else's point of view you'd realise why so many people want you dead"
He grins at me humourlessly and it makes me slightly uneasy, "No love, they hate me because they don't want to see the truth. I kill, because those people don't deserve to live. I keep my people safe just like anyone else would, just like Dapto did when they kicked you out"
He walks towards me like a hawk stalking its prey and my breath is stuck as his eyes bore into mine, "Say what you want Val. Throw a tantrum, beg the world for the attention, but if you don't start realising that no God is going to be looking out for people like us, that you need to fend for yourself," He smirked shaking his head, "I'm sorry sweetheart but you wont get very far"