“Oh you are more than welcome to do what you what when you want but not with me.”Marissa huffed. Glaring at him as he glared at her. Did he think he could intimate her. Rule over her. Did as he please with her. Oh I don’t think so. Mate or not. He was so mistaken.<br/><br/>Furry and fear welled in her as Ricco said that he had taken too much blood from her. Then it hit her how he said it as if he didn’t care. That he drank too much of her blood. Un believe completely utterly unbelievable, Marissa though. As he said that the next time would be earlier. All she need was a little more sleep. As if she was some disobedient child or something.Oh there won’t be a next time she flumed as she watched him leave the room. Oh I'm so outa here, Marissa thought.<br/><br/>Gathering her strength and counted to ten. Then slowly moving off the bed. The room tilted but only a little as she rose up off the bed. Stumbling to the door. While trying to locate her clothing. Growling when she couldn’t find them.Looking out of the room. Sighing relief when she didn’t see Ricco.<br/><br/>Marissa took a few staggering steps into the living room. Seeing Sawyer watching TV. “Hi, hum I was wondering if you could call me a cab.” Then she remember she didn’t know where her purse was. “Or maybe you could drive me home. I not feeling well and I need to go home please.”