I hated myself for saying what I did. What was even worse was that I think I meant it. My mouth didn't close, it just hung open. He looked at me blankly, and I despised the face that I couldn't see what he was thinking. I waited for him to tell me to 'get the fuck out of his house.' But, that never happened.
"I love you too." He smiled.
My eyes widened. "R-really?" I whimpered. He kissed me softly, then nodded. "I've never met anyone like you… it's different with you."
I felt my heart actually melt, and pushed up against him. I clung to him tightly, not wanting to let go. Noah looked at me, then kissed me tenderly on the lips.
I sat up slowly. I stretched my arms, then told him, "I'm gonna go for a walk…" I said happily, putting my hair into a pony tail.
"You want me to come with?" Noah asked tiredly.
"Naw…" I smiled.
"You gonna be okay? I mean, with people like Duncan running around, you might not be safe." He growled.
"Yeah, I'll just kick his ass." I said calmly.
"Okay." Noah replied.
I walked out of his house, and headed quietly down the street. After making it a few blocks down, I looked around the neighborhood. And then I become that stupid chick from the movie that goes into that place everyone knows is bad. And everyone is screaming at me. Yeah that person.
I swerved into this alley, then felt something grip my arm. I turned around, and saw this really buff guy standing in front of me. He had messy rust-colored hair, and dark brown eyes.
"Carson?" I asked, realizing it was one of my old boyfriends.
"Yeah, Allyn, haven't seen you in a while…" He said.
"I know." I said bitterly, ripping my arm from his grasp. I remembered how cruelly dumped me after getting in my pants a few months ago. It really pissed me off.
"So what have you been doing?" He asked.
"Other guys," I mumbled, then saved it with, "Nothing really… you?"
He looked at me suspiciously, then replied, "Same thing."
I nodded, then turned to finish my walk, but he pulled me back again.
"Can we talk?" He asked.
"About what?" I growled, hoping he wasn't going to say 'us.'
"Us." He replied.
Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit SHITTT.
"What is there to talk about?" I asked quietly.
"What I did to you was wrong… and I feel really guilty… and I wanted to let you know that I still love you." He said, forcing me back into a kiss.
I pushed away. "Get the fuck off me!" I yelled. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"I told you." He replied smiling, "You can be my girl again. We'll have a lot of fun." He grabbed me around my waist and pulled me close to him.
"I told you, stop!" I snapped.
He looked mad now. "Look, bitch," He shot back, "We're gonna do this, how I want it to go." He grabbed my wrist tightly. He looked me over. "Where the hell did you get those?" He snapped, pointing at me neck. Fuck…I thought, Noah must have given me hickeys…
"Ow…" I whined, "God damnit let go!" I cried, trying to pull away. Quickly, I turned around and kicked him in the nuts. He let go of me, but I had a bruise.
He exhaled, then fell to his knees. I ran for my fucking life. While I was running, I turned to look at him. He had a gun. He fired the first shot and I barley missed me, but only because I dove around the corner. I ran as fast as I could, until I burst through the door at Noah's. Noah was in his room, but he quickly stood up to see what happened. I ran up to him, then threw my face into his chest, and started to cry. He wrapped his arms around me, then whispered, "Shhh… It'll be fine…"
He held onto me the whole time I cried. I felt safe when he was holding me. I felt like I could cry. I felt like he would never let go… and he didn't.
