They stood their kissing in the pouring rain for what seemed like hours, when in reality it was just a couple of short minutes. If Belle and Shawn both had it their way, if they could have it their way, they could have stood there for the rest of their lives. They would be perfectly happy wrapped in each others' arms and forgetting the rest of the world and it's troubles. Unfortunately, the sweet and intense moment was all too soon interrupted.
"Belle, where ar... what the hell is going on here?!" came the voice of Dillon Smelcer.
Belle jumped away from Shawn as if she was a criminal caught by the police committing a crime. Shawn, however, didn't care about the person who had disturbed them and just wanted to continue what they had been doing.
"Dillon, I was just coming to look for you," Belle quickly said.
"Were you? Because it looks like to me that you were whoring around on me!"
"Dillon, I..."
"Just shut up, Belle! Let's go," Dillon said as he turned and started walking away.
Belle looked back at Shawn. She couldn't quite read the expression on his face. Regret? Worry? Maybe both? He didn't say a word. He just stood there, watching her as he waited for her to make a decision. He already told her he could and would keep her safe, all she had to do was go home with him.
"No!" she suddenly shouted at Dillon.
He stopped in his tracks and turned towards her.
"No?" he asked, completely taken back that she said no to him.
"That's right. I said no. I'm not going anywhere with you."
Belle and Shawn both noticed the look on his face change. They could practically feel the rage in him start to build up.
Man, this dude definitely doesn't like to be told no, Shawn thought to himself.
"Belle, I'm not joking. Let's go,NOW!" Dillon said, raising his voice to Belle.
"I'm not joking either. I said I'm not going anywhere with you."
Shawn was so proud of her for standing her ground and not backing down from this guy. However, he knew she was still afraid. He could see her shaking. Suddenly, Dillon took a quick step towards Belle with his hand reached out to grab her. Shawn, even quicker, side stepped in front of Belle and pushed Dillon back with one hand.
"Don't even think about touching her," he said, staring Dillon down.
"Get out of my way so my girlfriend and I can leave."
"I'm not your girlfriend anymore. I never wanted to be your girlfriend in the first place," Belle said, her hands placed on Shawn's bicep.
"Damnit, Belle! Let's just fucking go!" he shouted, causing Belle to jump.
"I'm pretty sure she said she wasn't going anywhere with you, so give it up man," Shawn said, placing his hand over Belle's to help keep her calm.
"Look, Prince Charming, just step aside. This doesn't concern you."
"If it concerns Belle, then yes it fucking does concern me," Shawn growled, now irritated beyond belief with this guy.
"Shawn, please. Just calm down," Belle spoke quietly.
If anyone in the world knew of Shawn's temper, it was her. She had seen it rear it's ugly head on many occasions. But, you could ask anyone in Salem, that Shawn's temper was the worst when the situation involved Belle. Ever since they were little, he had always protected her. Just like he was protecting her now.
"Yes, please, Shawn, just calm down," Dillon mocked.
"Shawn, come on. Let's just go home," Belle pulled slightly on his arm.
Thankfully, the rain had let up. It was a quick rain but a heavy rain. Belle was tired, wet and cold. She just wanted to get away from Dillon and leave.
"You can't be serious! You're leaving with this guy?"Dillon asked Belle.
"Yes, I am."
"Belle, you don't want to do this. You know what will happen if you leave here with him. You know what will happen if you leave ME! Don't do anything that you'll regret."
"I won't. The only thing I regret is getting involved with you," Belle defended herself.
"You little bitch!" Dillon shouted, raising his hand to reach around Shawn to smack her.
Shawn caught Dillon's hand and stopped him.
"If you ever try something so fucking stupid again, I promise you, I will fucking kill you. You stay the hell way from her. Do not call her, do not text her, don't try to talk to her whatsoever. You got it?" Shawn said through now clenched teeth.
Dillon just stared up at the now extremely pissed off Shawn Brady. With a heavy sigh and a roll of his eyes he said, "Fine. Whatever dude. Do whatever you want to with the little whore."
Shawn roughly let go of Dillon's wrist and then punched him as hard as he could. Dillon hit the ground, looking up at Shawn in shock. He rub his finger over his lip and looked at the blood.
Standing up he looked at Belle and then at Shawn.
"You can't be with her 24/7, man. Sooner or later, she'll be be alone. And, when she is, you're both going to regret today."
Shawn went for him again, but Belle pulled back on his arm.
"Shawn, no. Don't!" she shouted. Her voice softened as he turned and looked at her. She placed her hand on the side of his face and with a small smile said, "let's jst go home."
Shawn glanced back to give one final warning to Dillon, but he was already gone. He looked around to see if he could spot him but he was nowhere in sight.
Turning back to Belle, he took her hand and laced his fingers with her's and said, "Come on, Perfect Girl. Let's go get you out of these wet clothes and into a hot shower. I don't want you getting sick."
"Lead the way, Touch Boy."
TBC...
