The Devil Inside.

Chapter Twenty Seven.

Blaire looked behind her but didn't see Andrew. She frowned in confusion. "Andrew?" She calls, which only made bubbles and no sound. She screams as arms wrapped around her waist. She turned around, beating on their chest.

Andrew laughed, watching her struggle to get out of his hold. Blaire slows down and stops completely. She looked up and saw who it was. She glared at him and pointed upwards, needing air.

Andrew got what she ment and swimmed up. Blaire coughed, taking deep breaths. "Jackass!" She hisses, hitting his shoulder.

Andrew releases her and put his hands up. "Hey, I didn't mean to scare you!" He chuckles. "But it was funny."

Blaire, poutingly made her way out of the water. "I'm ready to go home." Andrew rolled his eyes, following after her. She gasped as he turned her around. "Come on, let's stay just a little longer."

Sighing, Blaire glares at him. "Fine." She grumbles.

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On the way back to the mansion. Blaire really wanted to see her house, just for a quick visit. "Andrew." She looked at him.

"Yes?" Andrew looks at her for a mere second, his hand that wasn't on the steering wheel, was holding hers.

"Can we please stop by my house?" Blaire looked at him with her big brown eyes. Andrew furrowed his eyebrow up. "Why?"

"I ju-" She winces as his grip tightens on her hand.

"Was that  you're plan all along? Go out, soften me up so you can get me to take you home so you can get help?" Blaire shakes her head. "No, I-" 

Andrew's face was hard. He pushed her hand away from him, the action made her knock into the car door and cry out. "I shouldn't of done this. We shouldn't of done this!" He gripped the steering wheel, staring at the road ahead.

"Andrew, I wasn't planning anything! I just want to go home!" Blaire cries. Her head was throbbing. She put her hand to it, and felt her fingertips get wet. 

"You want to get away from me! Kill me so I do no harm to anyone else, right?!" Andrew turned his head, looking at her.

"NO!" Blaire screams. "Why can't you trust me?!"

"In this world, being a vampire for a million years. You learn not to let you're guard down." Andrwew scowls, glaring at the road infront of him.

"Maybe you should learn to trust!" Blaire hissed. 

"Maybe I should kill you!" Andrew hissed back.

That's when everything fell silent.

Soon, Andrew pulled over towards a gas station. There was a bunch of girls hanging in the parking lot and chatting. Half dressed.

"What are you doing?" Blaire looked at him, her arms were crossed and she was slouched back in her seat.

"Getting away from you." Andrew shot her a glance. Blaire looked over and saw all the girls. "Andrew, don'-"

"You're not my boss." Blaire flinched as his finger swipes under her chin and a devil's smirk appeared on his lips. She watched him climb out and go towards the girls.

Soon, the girls were following him into the near alley. Blaire bites her lip and noticed he left the car keys. She silently moved over to the drivers side. 

She just wanted to go home, just for a few minutes, what is so wrong with that?

She started the car and bites her lip, waiting for Andrew to appear infront of the car, but looking around, he didn't appear anywhere.

She took in a deep breath and pulled out of the parking lot, and drove down the road, towards her house.

She reached her house in five minutes. She climbs out and looked around, running to her porch. She groans, finding the door was locked. 

Looking for the spare key. She finds it and unlocked the door, stepping into the house. She shut the door and looked around. No one was downstairs. 

She darted upstairs and into her bedroom. Knowing she had only so little time before he found out where she'd gone.