Death In Her Eyes - Erin Bedford Page 0,47

he was as bothered as I was by the visions. At least, I wasn't the only one suffering.

"Aren't we though?" I quickened my steps until I could jump in front of him, giving him little choice but to stop or run me over. "I think we both know we're going to be more than friends."

"Not every vision comes true." Dex glared down at me with exasperation.

"Mine do."

"Well, this one won't." Dex sidestepped me and stalked away. This time I didn't follow him.

I didn't know what his problem with me was. I hadn't done anything to him. Except make him get a boner and have babysitting duties. Still, I couldn't understand why he was so against what happened in my visions. We were both adults. There was nothing wrong with us having a physical relationship. Not that I had planned on it with anyone here. Any bumping of uglies I had planned were for college where I could get drunk and one night stand my way through the male population. That way I didn't have to worry about them dying on me if I got too attached.

"Eleanor." Azazel's voice jerked me out of my thoughts. "Did you need something?"

I glanced back toward the direction Dex had gone and then back to Azazel. "Uh, yeah." I hurried over to her office. She closed it behind me after I stepped in. Rounding her desk, she sat behind it and clicked at her keyboard.

When I didn't say anything for a long moment only watching her work, she stopped what she was doing and looked up at me. "Well, out with it already."

The first thing to come out of my mouth wasn't about the weekend pass or even about my dad. "What was all that about?"

"All what?" Her voice had no inflection to it at all nor did she give away any of what she was thinking.

I opened my mouth to ask about the argument with her and Dex and then clipped my mouth shut. What did I care? Not like she'd tell me anyway. "Nothing. Never mind." "Then if that's all?" She turned back to her computer, but I didn't leave. "What now?" This time she let an annoyed sigh fall from her mouth.

"I want to see my dad."

"Oh?" Her brows shot up to her hair line. "You do? That's certainly a surprise."

"Well, so? He's my dad. I can talk to him if I want." I pressed my lips into a hard line and stepped up to her desk. "And if you hadn't confiscated my phone, I could have called him myself." I held my hand out. "I want it back."

"Why? So, you can call your little friend?" She clasped her hands in front of her on the desk. "I'm afraid that's out of the question. However, I can arrange a meeting with your father but I'm afraid he's in meetings all day today. Perhaps, Monday? Would that work for you?" I ground my teeth together. "Fine."

"Was that all?" She swiveled her chair hopeful to have me gone.

"No. It's not." I straightened and crossed my arms over my chest, doing my best to down on her the same way she did me every day. "I want a weekend pass."

Her lip twitched. "Are you asking or telling?"

Seeing that I was acting like a child, I dropped my arms and took a breath. "I mean, can I please have a pass for the weekend? I'm going to go crazy if I don't get out of here. I already have someone on my butt twenty-four seven." Well, except for the fact that I'd ducked out of lunch to come here without telling my escort. "I won't even really be having free reign seeing as those trackers you have on the students are as good as shock collars."

"I see someone told you about those." Azazel's lips curled up menacingly. "It's one of my better ideas."

"It's barbaric."

"And yet you want one." She held her hands out to either side.

Fuck if I did. I didn't care if it told them where I was all the time or shock the shit out of me, I needed out of this place and now. Even if just for a little while.

"Yes," I struggled to get the next word out, "please."

"Very well," She reached into her drawer and pulled out an identical bracelet to Ayden's. She gestured for me to hold my arm out. Reluctantly, I did so, watching as she clasped it on my wrist. "This cannot be taken off by anyone but