A/N: This chapter soaks, but it is the best i can do at the moment. I have a major Writer's Block

Dean's POV*

"Dean, chill." Roman said as he and Seth pulled me away from the doorway leading into the room where Candy was out on the balcony.

"You saw what he—"

"We all saw what happened Dean, he kissed her." Seth replied. "…It was just a kiss."

I glared at him.

"Come on, let's go down stairs, I'm getting hungry." Seth said walking down the hall. Roman glanced over at me before following Seth.

I stood there clenching my fist.

How dare he kiss Candy! She's mine! She belongs to me!

I walked back and peered into the room. Candy was still outside with her so called roommate, her back against the glass door.

Her head was resting on his chest and I saw him with his arms around her.

…but that wasn't what made my blood boil….he looked up at me and smirked.

I let out a low growl and was about to run out there and beat the shit out of him but Candy had turned around and saw me.

She looked at me terrified. I walked over and opened the door.

"D-Dean..."

I looked at her then at her roommate.

"Got a problem Ambrose?" he said glaring at me.

I clenched my fist tightly then relaxed. "No." I grabbed Candy by the arm. "Just came by to get what's mine." I pulled her out of the room and into the hallway.

"Dean what are you—"

"Shut up." We reached her bedroom and I opened the door.

The hell?

I had trashed her room earlier but now…everything in her room was back in place; all neat and clean.

Hmph. The guys must have fixed her room back up.

Pulling her inside, I closed the door behind her locking it.

"Dean I—"

I glared at her then pushed her toward the bed.

*Candace's POV*

I fell back onto the bed. "Dean, please don't."

"Don't what?" he said pinning me down on the bed. "I'm not doing anything….yet."

…Yet…

"So Candy…before we finish what we started….tell me something. What were you and your little roommate talking about?"

"..Why did you want to know?" He slid his hand up my thigh.

"Just curious."

"…."

"Tell me."

"…no…"

He raised his eyebrow at me. "No?"

"I—I don't want to talk about it."

"Why not?"

"I just…don't want to."

I felt his hand lightly touch the side of my face. "Tell…me."

"No. I don't have to tell you anything. You can't make me."

He chuckled. "That's where you're wrong Candy. I can make you do whatever I want. You belong to me. Not Roman…not Seth…me."

I felt his hand slowly make it way to my waist, he squeezed my waist tightly making me wince.

"I suggest you tell me what you were talking about right now…or I will make you tell me…

I gasped when I felt his mouth on my neck.

"Your choice Candy."

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