Happily But Not Yet Ever After

I clenched my hand into a fist.

What on freakin' earth was Matthew doing here? And why was he wearing a black cloak and carrying a scythe?

I gazed at Kyle and found that he was looking right at Matt. They were having a stare-me-down contest while the other three, who had been standing by the door only moments ago, were inching their way to get to me and Kyle.

"Oh, and with all due respect, Kyle, would you introduce me to your girlfriend so she would fully understand why these three cowards are actually frightened by my sudden appearance?" Matt said, addressing Kyle like he was a puppet or something and that Matt was his master.

I must have missed something here.

What the hell was going on?

Kyle grabbed my hand and gently pulled me to hide behind him. Although I wanted to insist, but having no complete understanding of the situation, I decided it was best to follow Kyle's wishes.

"Kate, meet Matthew, as he calls himself, the Death Reaper."

"What?"

I wanted to believe that Ky