Y/n pov

By the timw we got back it was getting dark. Seto opened the door and walked to our room without saying a word. I shut the door and, *SLAM* I yelped in surprise. He's really mad. I sat on the couch, not bothering to turn on the lights. I felt guilty, should feel guilty? I didn't do anything wrong, did I?I felt more tears, I hate it when someone's mad at me. I can't stand it. I curled up in a ball, hugging a pillow of course, and cried. I cried quietly. I got up slowly and went in ther kitchen. My arm was still bleeding and it still hurt. I grabbed a wash cloth and turned on the sink. I tried to stop crying, I felt like it was my fault that he was mad. I watched the water go down the drain and got it wet. I pressed it against my arm and winced in pain. I sat back on the couch, I still held the wet cloth to my arm, hoping it would stop the blood flow. The tears blurred my vision and with the help of the dark room, it was kinda hard to see. I curled back into a ball. I thought about ways it was my fault, does being friends with Jann count? I never knew she knew who Seto was. I disn't know she was trying to hurt him, or get rid of him. I turned around and starred at the back of the couch. 'Should I see if the door's unlocked? Should I say sorry?' I hesitantly sat up and wiped the tears away. I got up and walked quietly to the room. Of course the door was locked. I had second thoughts about trying the door. What if he yells at me? What if he hurts me? I reached for the door nob but pulled my hand back. Should I? I reached for the door again. I gasped as it opened. I shrunk back a little. I couldn't tell if Seto was still mad or not because it was still hard to see. I could see the outline of Seto though and his eyes and cloths illuminated him a little. He starred at me for a while. I wanted to leave, but at the same time, I didn't. I flinched when he moved towards me. He stopped. "I-i'm s-sorry." I said at almost a whisper. "For what?" He asked. He didn't sound angry. "F-for wh-whatever made y-you m-mad." I told him. He sighed, "Don't be. It wasn't your fault." I looked down, "Okay." I started to walk back to the living room, but Seto grabbed my arm. "Where are you going?" He asked. "T-to the c-couch." I replied/whispered. He pulled me into his chest, "Why?" I blushed, "T-to sleep?" I said in more of a question. He smiled, I think, and picked me up bridal style, "Your not sleeping on the couch." I blushed harder, thankfully the darkness hid it. He walked in and laid me on the bed and he laid beside me. I pulled the blankets over my face, just in case e could see my face, and turned away from him. Right as I almost fell asleep there was a knock at the front door. Seto groaned and got up. When he left, I quietly got up and followed him. I peeked around the corner as he opened the door. "You." I heard Seto snarl. My eyes widened, It was Brice...I stopped a gasp and tried to be as quiet and hidden as possible. "Yes, me." He replied. "I thought I told you not to come back." I stopped watching and just listened, "Is the girl dead?" I shuttered at the memory. "No! In fact she's sleeping." "Aww. Anyways, I thought you were gonna kill her. That was your original plan right? You kidnapped her so you could torture her..." I put my hand over my mouth, that's a lie! He told me that when he attacked me. But, it's not true. Seto went silent but finally spoke, "Yah...that was the plan." I felt tears spring from my eyes. "So what happend? Why's she alive?" Brice asked, I could hear the smirk in his voice. "I don't know." Seto mumbled. "Are you gonna finish the job? Because if you don't..I'll do it, but, it wont be pretty." Seto went silent, until, "Fine. I'll do it."