“We haven’t slept together so I don’t…” My words seemed more slurred, my eyes starting to feel heavier than they had before.
Donovan crossed the space that separated us in a couple steps, his body stopping right in front of mine.
“Then he wouldn’t mind if I sampled it first, right?” I could feel the nastiness in what he was asking, but my voice wouldn’t work. Something was wrong with me. I staggered against the rock that much more. I was clinging to it, begging for Donovan to leave me alone and just walk away.
Everything seemed to slow down. My hands wouldn’t move, and my legs felt heavy. What was wrong with me?
“What’s the matter, Mia? Feeling a little helpless?” Donovan’s face flashed before my eyes, and then he was on me, his body pressing mine into the cold, hard rock beneath me.
“Please…” I cried out, my voice barely above a whisper. “Don’t.” He smiled and it was like I was staring into the eyes of the devil.
“I promise I’ll make it worth it for you,” he sneered. I was screaming, begging, and pleading inside my head for him to stop. He pulled my sweatshirt up over my head covering my eyes and leaving me completely in the dark. The chill of the night air covered my body as the contents in my stomach rose into my throat.
“I knew you were an idiot, but I didn’t think you were this fucking dumb.” I could hear the crack of bone and my body started shaking. Who was here? Did he bring a friend with him?
Why had I left Matt’s side? I should’ve just stayed. I never should’ve even come. Wet, cold tears cascaded down my cheeks causing tremors to wrack through my body. I wanted it to stop.
“Mia, baby.” The sweatshirt was pulled down, and a pair of familiar steel blue-colored eyes looked down at me.
“Talon,” I croaked, right before I passed out.
Don’t Fuck With What Is Mine
I wanted to kill him, but I figured a bat to the back of the head would be better than me spending the rest of my fucking life in prison. I could hear her pleads, and I had to force myself to walk up to him slowly, even when I wanted to run to her side. I could barely see them, but from what I could see, his body was above hers. If he had done anything to her, I would…
I cut the thought off, adjusting the hold I had on the bat. I lifted it above my head, ready to knock this fucker’s lights out. I could hear Mia crying, her sniffles and tears cutting me open straight down the middle.
“I knew you were an idiot, but I didn’t think you were this fucking dumb,” I spat at him, bringing the bat down on the back of his head. As he fell away from Mia’s body I hit him again, this time in the ribs a distinct cracking sound filling the air. I wanted to draw blood but knew that it was better if I didn’t. I wouldn’t be able to stop if I drew his blood.
Mia Weston was mine, and no one fucked with what was mine. No. One. I dropped the bat to the ground right next to the piece of shit’s body and then I went to Mia’s aide. My body shook with rage and fear as I noticed her shirt had been pulled up and over her face.
“Mia, baby,” my voice quivered.
I could tell she was cold from the goosebumps that covered her body. Without thought I pulled the shirt down off her face, trying to get her to warm up. Fresh tears trailed down her cheeks and relief flooded her eyes as she stared at me. I wanted to tell her everything would be okay, but I didn’t know if it would be.
“Talon?” Her voice was so soft, so perfect as she spoke, and when I went to ask her if she was okay I realized she had passed out.
“Fuck no!” I hissed out, scooping her body up off the cold rock. She was so light, and my heart almost exploded from my chest as my mind continued to play the nightmare out right before my eyes.
What if I hadn’t made it? Mia’s head lulled against my chest, and I cradled her against my body holding her as tightly as I could. If I hadn’t been such an asshole and so selfish, none of this would’ve happened. Regret ran deep inside of me, causing a gaping hole to form in my chest. This was my fucking fault.
“What happened?” I could hear their questions as I carried Mia through the crowd of people and past the fire. Matt came out of nowhere, his body causing mine to come to a halt.
“Please tell me nothing happened to her. She got mad about something and walked away. I never should have let her leave when was drinking that much.” Panic laced his words, and his eyes were wild with fear. If he cared as much as he was acting like he did about her then why didn’t he go looking for her?