The New Girl

Chapter 35: Little man

(ETHAN'S HOME)

"Tell me more" Annabelle lean forward to Ethan while sitting on the bed. She was busy eating chocolate.

"And then he fell over when he kept looking at her ass. He fell on a poop beside him" Ethan ended his joke and Annabelle laughed out loud.

"Why does men love ass so much?" Annabelle asked when her laughter died down.

"Most can die for it" Ethan chuckled.

"You like it?" She asked.

Ethan lips curved up. "of course I do. I'm just waiting to grab yours" he replied naughtily and Annabelle's cheek burn.

"Can you think before talking?" She asked and Ethan laughed.

He lean close. "Should I?"

"No!" She yelled and paste the chocolate on his face, then burst into laughter. "Weirdo" she muttered.

In the next moment, Ethan swiftly went for her lips and his hand went straight to grab her ass. Annabelle gasped when she felt it but that only have Ethan the opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth.

Annabelle got lost with his touch and responded. Ethan smirked again her lips seeing how good she had become in just a short amount of time. The kiss went wild and their breath mingled with each. Annabelle broke the kiss when she felt Ethan hand on underneath her hoodie.

Reading her questioning look Ethan whispered. "It's okay"

Annabelle nodded as slight as ever and he Lean down to connect their lips again. She felt his hand go further to cup her left breast, a moan escaped her lips as a new sensation reached her. Ethan's gentle touch was driving her crazy. He went for her neck and then began to kiss her lightly there.

Raising her shirt up, Ethan went down and kissed her abdomen. Annabelle closed her eyes as he run his tongue in circles, her body feels like it was ignited. He kissed her up to her chest but then it came again....

Her head throb all of sudden and she flinch.

"Belle" Ethan frowned.

This time she was hearing a deep laugh.. and her teddy bear flashed before her.

"My head hurts again" she wince hold it with her both hands.

"Hey it's okay" Ethan draw her close to himself and hugged her. He gave a light kiss on her forehead and her body calm.

Annabelle face flashed with confusion. A laugh? It sounds familiar...

"You alright?" Ethan asked lightly causing her to look up.

"I... am actually not fine" Annabelle replied honestly.

"You're hearing the voice again aren't you?" He asked and she nodded. "Do you know where they come from?"

She shook her head. "but I think they are from my past"

"The one you want to find out about" Ethan said and she nod again. "Can you lighten me more on it?" He asked.

Annabelle made to speak but a knock down the stairs interrupt them.

"That's probably my mom, I'll be right back" He said and left the room. Annabelle suddenly felt a chill aura around her. She move to the window and her eye widened.

Getting to the door Ethan opened it but was hit on the face with a gun. He fell back and groan.

"What the hell" he raised his head only to see five armed men walking into his house. They were all wearing mask.

"Where is Annabelle?" One of them asked raising his gun towards Ethan.

"I'm here" Annabelle replied from behind. They all position their guns to her. Ethan frowned.

"Wait!" He yelled from the floor as one of them held him down. "Don't shoot, we can talk about whatever she did"

"You have no idea on who is before you" the man spoke. "You're coming with us" the man said to Annabelle.

"What if I don't?" Annabelle asked, her voice sharp.

"Then, we'll kill this little fella here" the man said pointing his gun on Ethan head.

"Fine, you can have me" She said

The man frowned. Just like that? He actually thought this would be so hard but Annabelle agreed to come with him? He gave a look to a man beside him asking him to get Annabelle. The man hesitated but then knows that he have no choice than to step towards her. To his surprise, Annabelle didn't fight back, is she really Lord's smith weapon?

The guy with Annabelle swiftly place and handkerchief on her nose causing her to lose conciousness.

Ethan's eyes widened. "No let her go! Don't take her away!" He yelled.

The man chuckle. "You are actually coming with us too" with this, he hit Ethan hard on the head and he passed out.
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Annabelle woke up when water was splashed on her face. She was tied to a chair, both her arms and legs.

"Well.. look who we have here" She heard a voice and look up just to see Walter.

"Where's your boss?" Annabelle asked straightforwardly.

Walter was taken back with her question, the voice she used was dripping with danger and got himself alert for what is going to come next.

The door opened and Voldemort walked in with his hand tucked into his pocket. His face cold and dark aura danced around him.

"If it isn't Lord Smith's weapon" Voldemort muttered.

"Gawd you're huge" Annabelle looked up at him.

"Tssk.. I love it that way.. that's one of my personalities that scare off my enemies" he grinned.

"I'm scared. I hate climbing people to snap their neck off" she said and Voldemort grin wider.

"I never thought Lord Smith weapon would actually be a girl, 16? Wow. You killed my brother and those men.. that's quite impressive but sadly you are going to die" Voldemort spoke.

"The boy who was with me, where is he?" She asked.

"Boyfriend huh?" He asked.

"Hmp, how many of you touched him?" She asked.

"We've all touched him, gentle for now but I don't know about later" he said, with and evil smile.

"If you want me dead, why haven't you kill me?" Annabelle asked having her eyes darting the room.

"We just need to know Lord Smith weakness and then we'll let you and boyfriend out here alive" He said. Not hearing any reply, Voldemort chuckled, "are you scared of death now. Don't worry well make it easier for you" his men bought out knives and guns.

At this time, Scar was in secretly, he went to the place where the cameras are being observed and choked those that are in there. He is very good at sneaking in. He grunt and made to search for the light supply.

"So sad you stepped into my trap. You're strong but not smart.."

Just then, a laughter came from the girl before. It was an evil one.

Keeping her head low, Annabelle asked. "You're the one in my Trap..." She raised her head to look at him again and an evil grin graced her lips. "Do you really think I'll act weak and follow your men here without a purpose?"

Voldemort watch her lips curve up, what does she mean?

"Can you dance in the dark, Little man?" she asked, and opened her palm having a bubble gum.

Scar found the light supply and smashed it, and the whole place turn dark...

Her voice sounded again in the dark..

"Cus I can.."