Cold.
So cold.
"Buttercup! Oh, God Please get up!" I hear Butch's voice.
I slowly open my eyes to see Butch cradling me in his arms.
"What?" I mumble.
"You're okay. Everything's okay." he holds me tight against his chest.
"Why wouldnt I be?" I managed to cough.
"Well, when I shot Boomer..." He started before I interrupted.
"You shot him?!" I yelled.
"He was about to either kill or rape you so yeah. I shot him." he declared in his defense.
"Is..Is he dead?" I whisper.
"No..No no no. Hes very mush alive, I just shot him in his shoulder, only enough to stun him so he can let go of you." he pointed to the gurney which Boomer was on.
"How am I not hurt or dead" I was getting confused by this matter.
Boomer said that 'You cant shoot me without you hitting both of us.'
"He was bluffing." he helped me up on my feet.
"Were you sure of that when it happened?" I crossed my arms.
"Ofcourse I was, I wouldn't put you in anymore pain then I already have. The Monster is hibernating." he shrugged with a small smile on his face.
"I was wrong." I muttered only loud enough for him to hear.
"What was that?" He joked, putting a hand to him ear.
"You're not a monster." I yelled.
"And how do I know this isnt one of the symptoms from head trauma?" He was still in disbelief that I admitted I was wrong.
"Because..." I walked over to him, grabbed a handfull of his shirt and brought him down to my eye level.
"Then I wouldnt do this." I pushed his lips against mine.
Butch's POV:
She's kissing me?!
I dare not to ask questions.
I press my lips harder against hers.
She wraps her arms around my neck as I place mine on her hips.
I never planed our first kiss to be be in an alley...Damn I never thought we would ever kiss.
I slowly move my hands to her back then back to her hips once again.
For a while everything was perfect...Before Brick had to get his head in out session.
"What the hell happened here?" He kicked the ground.
"Nothing much. You're brother is just psychotic." I pull away from BC slowly as possible, savioring the taste of her cherry chap stick on my tongue.
"Well, I knew that but whats happening here." he made a gesture of me and Buttercup together.
"Like he said, 'Nothing Much.' I was just apologizing to Butch for being a jerk to him before." she continued to hold on to me as she smiled widely at Brick.
"That didnt look like nothing much. Now Come along,, I already have our night planned out." he laughed slightly.
"She's not going anywhere with you, pervert. If you havent realized yet, she is not property to your family." my grip got tighter as I thought more and more of what he would do to her.
"Actually, since you bring up property...," he pulled out piece of paper, "I adopted her from the club." he grinned.
"What?!" she gasped as Brick grabbed her forearm and pulled her away from me.
"Well, ofcourse somebody told you? Well at your club, you can buy workers for a few nights or permanatley, and now," he brought her inches away from his lips, "You're mine."
The sight of them so close made my jaw itch.
"Stop. Dont touch her." I was only few millimeters away from her before he maced me.
The burning went to my eyes, leaving them dry and itchy, then took out all feeling in my mouth.
I invited the pain and continued to walk to Buttercup.
The closer I got to them, the smaller the room felt.
I finally collapsed on the floor, no longer able to fight.
"Don't worry. She's in good hands." I heard a hint of sarcasm in his tone before all I had left was teh painful thought of letting Buttercup, my one and only love, down.