Chapter 4:
Brynlee:
I was given gummy bears. This is pathetic. The fact that a bunch of mega strong werewolves can't even trust me with a miniature machinegun just proves how unmanly they are. Okay, so truthfully, that probably wasn't the smartest thing to say. I know that boys have large egos about their manhood, but apparently wolves have even worse ones. Isaac now isn't talking me until I 'take it back' and Derek is forcing me to have extra training time.
I took a gummy bear and hit it directly in the center of the target with barely aiming. "Derek! I've literally hit it perfect each and every time! Give me a damn break and an actual weapon!" The alpha groaned, handing me a tack carefully, "Okay but be care-" before he finished I threw the tack in the center. "DUDE! Let me be done!" Isaac came into the room after hearing me yelling, "Brynlee, maybe you should just calm down and listen to Derek, he has some good training skills." I crossed my arms, "I don't need training! I can protect myself easily will you just give me the damn weapon? Please." I added the please harshly and Derek turned around, stalking off, "Fine. But when your kept prisoner and forced to kill hundreds of supernatural, you are not allowed to blame me." He left the room leaving me alone with Isaac. My mind thought of so many possible situations that us being alone could lead too, but none of them included Isaac getting angry, "Brynlee! You have to be rational. You. Could. Get. Hurt!" I was used to Isaac being annoying and, yeah, even threatening with that evil smirk of his, but genuinely upset? That was new. I put my hands on my hips, "I'll be fine! I have great aim and I've faced off a lot of dangerous people." Okay, a lot means Reed, but whatever. Isaac glared at me, "What about werewolves?" "Well the hunters aren't werewolves, are they?" It was a rhetorical question. "No. But not just the hunters want you. Everyone does."
Now, normally, I'd have flipped my hair and made a sarcastic comment about how desirable I was. But I knew that now…well it really wasn't the time or place for that. Isaac was really mad. I attempted to walk past him, so we could have some space from the tension filled room, but he blocked my path with his towering body. "What if a werewolf came at you and you were out of weapons? What then? Would you just cower away and decide to turn yourself in!?" Was it bad that that was somewhat my plan? I shrugged, "Good point. I won't run out of weapons." Isaac moved forward, toward me, making me quickly retreat back. He looked reeeeaaallllyy intimidating at that moment. "That wasn't my point." He grabbed me around the waist and put me on the ground without a falter as I tried to attack him. He pinned my arms down and sat above my flat body. Even as I struggled I was unable to move. It was like I was paralyzed. "I tried not to hurt you and yet I could still easily pin you down with no problem. I could do anything to you right now. They could do anything to you." His breath increased in anger and I was already panting from the struggle of fighting against him. Isaac's eyes glowed and I really thought he might hurt me. My mind flashed to the time that Reed had me in this similar position and began slapping me so hard blood came out of my mouth.
I look nervously at him and waited him to strike me. Even though he was Isaac, I was almost certain he was going to attack me. All men are the same. The second you do something that makes them angry they hurt you in response. I was terrified.
Isaac:
My anger disappeared when I saw Brynlee's terrified face. Her body shook in nerves and I couldn't believe that she was so scared of me. I only got mad because I didn't want anyone hurting her. Ever. My siren scrambled away from me the second my hands loosened on her arms. She shot up into a standing position, her eyes only having fear in them. "Brynlee-" I started but was unable to finish when she sprinted away from me and into her current room in Derek's apartment. Derek came into the room behind me, "What was that about?" I swallowed, "Brynlee's terrified of me." Derek smirked, "That little thing? She's braver than everyone. She's not terrified of anyone or anything." But that wasn't true. When I got upset she looked at me as if she expected me to hurt her or hit her. Like I'd ever do that to Brynlee! She was too important.
But she didn't know that's how I felt.
I ran to Brynlee's room and found her sitting on her bed hugging a pillow. When I came in she tightened her arms around the pillow and looked at me head on. "Well, if you're going to hit me you might as well get it over with now." The beautiful girl said. Her exotic eyes filling with fear and bravery. I neared her slowly and the brave disappeared only leaving fear. She threw her pillow at me, her lamp, a teddy bear, and a picture frame, all of which I caught and place back down as I got closer and closer to her. I put one knee on the bed and caught the fist that came flying at me. My other knee pushed into the comforter and I caught the second fist that was aimed at my face. With both her hands in mine I pulled her near me, her fragile body being unable to resist as I pulled her onto my lap. She remained still, eying me carefully. I whispered to her, "I'm sorry about my anger. I just don't want anyone hurting you." The small girl looked deep into my eyes and I did the same, "I really care about you, Brynlee, I'd never hurt you." Her lips parted slightly and I couldn't help myself. It had already taken all my self-control not to kiss her over the past two days of knowing her. I don't think I could go another day without finding out just how soft her lips were. My head dove downward and my lips touched hers.
Brynlee:
It was my first kiss. I had never trusted anyone else to kiss me because I thought they were all under my spell. But Isaac…oh my god. He kissed me lightly at first, like he was scared of hurting me. When he pulled back to search my face if he could continue, I didn't give him time to think, I lifted my head so that my lips pressed onto his more fiercely. There were definite fireworks. Maybe even explosions when we kissed. Isaac wrapped his arms around my body in a way that made me feel like I was cocooned. He continued to kiss me like I was oxygen. And I kissed him back…because he was a good kisser. And I bet that even if I had tried to pull away, Isaac wouldn't have let me. He shifted us farther onto the bed so I was pressed under him and he continued to kiss me. Finally I did need to breathe. I tapped his back three times, as if saying time out.
Isaac lifted himself off of me blushing slightly. I sat up as well and kissed his cheek. "I forgive you." His smile could have probably been seen from the moon it was so wide. And mine could have been seen from Saturn.
Isaac:
I think I deserve a high five after that smooth move, but since there was no one to retrieve it, I gave my self one. GO ISAAC!