DonT Want To Fight Me?

“I would never stab you. No, this is the part where I set you on fire,” she said pulling away. She started to mutter something and I pulled on my reserves of strength to bring my body up, relying on the chains to keep me suspended. I slammed my foot into her throat with a satisfying crunch. She flew back with a gurgle and clutched wildly at her throat.

I didn’t understand why this raven even showed up at my chamber door. All he has done is hurt me and make me even more saddened and depressed. I just want him to leave me alone because he is already hurt me more than anyone else could.

Frightened she broke into a dead sprint. She could hear the footsteps clomping against the cement, drawing nearer and nearer. She could hear the heavy panting of whoever it was chasing her. They were gaining on her and fast. Lauren began screaming madly “Help! Somebody help!” But no one came. She felt two firm hands grasp her arms, they pulled her down causing her to hit her head against the cement with a bang. It was gushing blood getting everywhere, all over her hair her hands, and running into her eyes. Realizing someone had attacked her Lauren began fighting viciously. Without being able to see due to the blood her aim was off and she was causing little damage to her attacker.

"I know that this week has been hard for you, but we will find the person who scared you and Shay will come home as a real Alpha in two months. I promise." Bender whispered.

“Excuse me? Do you have a problem?” Raven asked as she turned around to face him.

“The glass shattered onto the floor.” I fuddled with my fingers, eyes tightly closed, concentrating on the questions they asked. If I didn’t tell them, they would hurt me. The woman in the jacket kept her pesky eyes narrowed down at me, clicking her pretentious heel to the floor at the count of every other second. Her dark black hair was pinned up into a tight bun; she must be one of them.

Fenrir clapped a hand over the boy’s mouth, grimacing as the boy muffled protests left spit on his palm. He dragged him backwards, further into the confines of the forest. With an eye on the girl, he was relieved to see that she was still eyeing the forest, questioning eyes moving back and forth along the line of trees. Good, she hadn’t seen them.

I sat in my usual spot on the roof as he started walking around looking for something. I guess he didn’t find what he was looking for because before I knew it, he had me pushed against the door with his hand around my neck looking at me with fury in his eyes. “Where is it Bailey?” he pushed a little harder. “Where is what Louis? You only asked me to bring you up here.” I started struggling to get away from him. “You really don’t know what I’m talking about?” his look now questioning. “Um no. I have no damn clue what you’re talking about Louis. Now put me down before you kill me.” he started to lower me back onto the ground. “I’m sorry Bailey. What is in that box that you sit on?” his look questioning again. “I have no clue. It’s a wood box that will only open with a crowbar and do I look like the girl that carries around a freaking crowbar?” he didn’t answer immediately like I wanted him to. “You don’t know? I have a crowbar in this bag. We are going to open that box. Together.” he reached behind him and got into his backpack he had on. “Louis is this a good idea?” I was curious but nervous. “Yes this is a good idea. This is the reason I’m here. Well and for you, but you won’t come with me. Stubborn.” as he said that he winked. “I never said I wouldn’t come with you. And you should know that I am stubborn.” I winked just to see his new reaction. “Fine. Will you come with me?” he asked kinda

“Wait, please wait. I can explain!” he pleaded. Without waiting for her to reply, he continued, “Kiwi and Victor make fun of me for being ugly. They hurt me. I have no friends and my family is dead. I can’t deal with it anymore. It is ruining my life! Please! I need this. You know I wouldn’t ask for something unless it was important,” he begged.

She sat down next to him. Then slouching towards Sherlock, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. He lowered his voice because he knew whispering tongues can poison truth. He said to Raven in a calm voice, “Now, I don’t want you to worry your little pretty head over some bums that never had a responsible job in their life.”

She looked a little surprised by my well thought response and thought for a moment before replying, “You are quite the monster with your quick temper, moreover to prove my point your blade is covered in the blood of many.” I sat there indignant, but she softly continued, “However, you are a gentleman who rushes to aid those who cannot help themselves and are willing to sacrifice himself to his own flames to help others.” My brain spun as Shade complimented me. Before I had time to ask more questions about her philosophy, she stood up and threw her cloak over her shoulder.

“Quinn. We figured it out. We took your advice and worked together and we did it! We know how to fix this. You just have to…” they said. The rest of their words were muffled to Quinn. She walked down the hallway, trying not to fall over. She couldn’t do this. She couldn’t do it anymore.

As I said, people tell me I 'm an intimidating guy. I don 't notice it. I 'm big and strong, and I know I have a lot of anger inside, and maybe that shows when I 'm being serious. But I 'm not mean, and I don 't mean to scare people. But something inside me felt Emma starting to respond. I couldn 't say what it was—whether her breathing changed or something in her eyes or the attitude of her body, but she seemed just a little bit scared.

“After all, how else were we going to talk.” said Slade. “I have nothing to say you but it’s good to know how of a threat I am.” taunted Best boy.

He felt his voice suddenly disappear, as he just stared at her for awhile. Great, you moron! Speak she’s going to think your mentally challenged or something! his mind was now arguing with itself, telling him to speak, and as he tried to speak, his voice cracked. “H- Hi… Carmen…” he said exhaling as if he had been holding his breath, his face turned a bit red, as he gave her a grin. “I’m Kyle… You’re pretty…” his eyes went wide, did he really just say that! He did not just say that! He totally had just said that, and he mentally was slapping his head for that one. Way to go moron, going to scare her off already… it was an accident! Still a moron… yeah, I know his mind was again arguing, and he just wanted to yell at his thoughts to shut up, but that wouldn’t have been a very bright idea, he gave a chuckle, and took a breath, trying to calm himself down. “I mean, you are prettier then what I thought you were going to be… like from the chat” he told her.