Twisted
What Just Happened?
"CC!" I exclaimed. One of my hands was wrapped around his bicep, while the other one was pulling at his opposite shoulder. "Chris!" I spat at him, trying to get his attention. I saw his head twitch slightly to look back at me but he stopped himself. His left fist collided with Tucker's face for the fifth time, his nose damn near breaking if it hasn't already broke.
A huff of air escaped my lips. I let go of CC and blew my bangs out of my face. I was on the verge of snapping; irritation overwhelmed my body to a point that I laid on my back and pushed Chris off of Tucker with my feet. He fell on the floor next to Tucker, just enough shock bolting through him to let the guys get to him.
Both men shot to their feet, anger gleaming in their eyes. CC tried to lunge at Tucker again, but was held back by all five men. He struggled against their arms as I stepped in front of Tucker pushing him back through the glass door.
"Get him outside and let him cool off." I directed hastily toward the guys, my irritation with CC's actions clearly showing through. CC caught my glance, the anger in his eyes melting into a plea. His expression turned sympathetic, hoping to get some kind of emotion out of me. I glared at him, keeping my face clear of any expression. "One fucking word." I warned him, feeling rage boil inside of me. "Just one, and I'm done." I spat at him just as the guys were pulling him down the hall.
I watched him disappear around the corner before walking through the glass door. My eyes landed on Trevor's bruised and bloodied face and I sighed. I walked over to him and took his wrist in my hand, dragging him to a family restroom.
"I'm really sorry about Chris. I don't know what came over him..." I trailed off, poking through the cabinets, hoping to find a first aid kit.
"Nah, it's okay sweets. Nothing you can control." He replied as shivers went down my spine. His voice was so sexy, it wasn't too deep or too high, and it was calm and composed. It was as soft as silk, but still had a rough texture to it. Just hearing it once could've hook me if I wasn't pulling myself out of his trance.
"Up." I said lowly, patting the marble countertop as I set the first aid kit down. He hoisted his body up onto the counter, towering over my a good six inches. "Well fuck." I mumbled as I pulled myself up next to him. I turned toward the kit, pulling out a washcloth. I dampened it and faced Tucker. Our faces were inches apart, I could feel his breath rest on my cheeks. I held the washcloth up to his face, gently working the dried blood off of his skin. I couldn't help up gaze up at his strong, demanding, muddy green eyes, meeting his already looking gaze. I found myself memorizing his eyes, the way his lashes fluttered when he blinked, the way the light bounced off of the iris of his eye...
"Oh, uh... Sorry." I bit my lip, breaking the gaze. I reached down to grab a bandaid and placed it on his cheek. "So, he... Uh dislocated your nose. And um.. I need to relocate it or it'll stay like that, so..." I trailed off again. I brought my hands up to his nose, placing three fingers on each side. "One, two, three." I counted out, quickly shifting his nose until it slid back into it original position.
"Holy fuck!" He yelped as I secured it with a bandage.
"Sorry..." I mumbled, turning my attention to the first aid kit, putting all of the supplies away.
"You know, you've got some balls for a chick." He directed at me. I didn't know which way to take that, as a compliment or an insult. I nodded and zipped up the kit, hoping down from the counter and returning it to its original place. I heard Tucker slide off of the counter as well, walking over to where I was.
Hesitantly, I turned to face him as I felt my breathing rate increase. He towered five inches over me, staring into my eyes. I tried to avert my gaze from his captivating glance before he took my chin in his hand, making me look back up at him. His lips suddenly crashed against mine, his body pressing forcefully onto mine. He kissed hungrily at my lips as I stood there in shock. He pulled away abruptly, glaring into my eyes.
"You're going to love this and you're going to love me no matter what you do." He growled deeply, making his voice very seductive. He pushed me up against the wall, pressing his hips into mine. A smirk crossed his lips as he lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I pushed at his chest, trying to kick him but he had a wicked grip on my legs.
"Hey now, sugar." He warned, crashing his lips onto mine once again. I pushed at his chest again before I felt him take my wrist in one of his hands, gripping them tightly. He pressed them to his chest as he started to grind his hips against mine.
The anger and irritation that I had boiling in me watching the fight stirred in me again. I wanted CC not this prick, I wanted CC to be my one and only. There was no way in hell that I was going to let this douche bag take it away from me. I quickly bit down on his bottom lip, hard enough to have him drop me so I could run out the door. I sprinted through the hall and into the elevator, pressing the button rapidly. I kept looking over my shoulder, hoping not to see Tucker coming from behind.
The elevator dinged open and took me to the ground floor. As soon as the doors open I sprinted out, bolted through the door and took off down the street. I heard familiar voices yelling from behind me, telling me to stop or slow down, but there is no way I was going back there.
After a few minutes of running I saw a forest area, and being the idiot I was, I ran toward it. Once concealed in the brush of nature I slowed my pace to a walk. I still heard the voices echoing through the air of the area I was in but I couldn't concentrate. The only thing I could hear and focus in was a question that was running endlessly through my head.
What just happened?
A huff of air escaped my lips. I let go of CC and blew my bangs out of my face. I was on the verge of snapping; irritation overwhelmed my body to a point that I laid on my back and pushed Chris off of Tucker with my feet. He fell on the floor next to Tucker, just enough shock bolting through him to let the guys get to him.
Both men shot to their feet, anger gleaming in their eyes. CC tried to lunge at Tucker again, but was held back by all five men. He struggled against their arms as I stepped in front of Tucker pushing him back through the glass door.
"Get him outside and let him cool off." I directed hastily toward the guys, my irritation with CC's actions clearly showing through. CC caught my glance, the anger in his eyes melting into a plea. His expression turned sympathetic, hoping to get some kind of emotion out of me. I glared at him, keeping my face clear of any expression. "One fucking word." I warned him, feeling rage boil inside of me. "Just one, and I'm done." I spat at him just as the guys were pulling him down the hall.
I watched him disappear around the corner before walking through the glass door. My eyes landed on Trevor's bruised and bloodied face and I sighed. I walked over to him and took his wrist in my hand, dragging him to a family restroom.
"I'm really sorry about Chris. I don't know what came over him..." I trailed off, poking through the cabinets, hoping to find a first aid kit.
"Nah, it's okay sweets. Nothing you can control." He replied as shivers went down my spine. His voice was so sexy, it wasn't too deep or too high, and it was calm and composed. It was as soft as silk, but still had a rough texture to it. Just hearing it once could've hook me if I wasn't pulling myself out of his trance.
"Up." I said lowly, patting the marble countertop as I set the first aid kit down. He hoisted his body up onto the counter, towering over my a good six inches. "Well fuck." I mumbled as I pulled myself up next to him. I turned toward the kit, pulling out a washcloth. I dampened it and faced Tucker. Our faces were inches apart, I could feel his breath rest on my cheeks. I held the washcloth up to his face, gently working the dried blood off of his skin. I couldn't help up gaze up at his strong, demanding, muddy green eyes, meeting his already looking gaze. I found myself memorizing his eyes, the way his lashes fluttered when he blinked, the way the light bounced off of the iris of his eye...
"Oh, uh... Sorry." I bit my lip, breaking the gaze. I reached down to grab a bandaid and placed it on his cheek. "So, he... Uh dislocated your nose. And um.. I need to relocate it or it'll stay like that, so..." I trailed off again. I brought my hands up to his nose, placing three fingers on each side. "One, two, three." I counted out, quickly shifting his nose until it slid back into it original position.
"Holy fuck!" He yelped as I secured it with a bandage.
"Sorry..." I mumbled, turning my attention to the first aid kit, putting all of the supplies away.
"You know, you've got some balls for a chick." He directed at me. I didn't know which way to take that, as a compliment or an insult. I nodded and zipped up the kit, hoping down from the counter and returning it to its original place. I heard Tucker slide off of the counter as well, walking over to where I was.
Hesitantly, I turned to face him as I felt my breathing rate increase. He towered five inches over me, staring into my eyes. I tried to avert my gaze from his captivating glance before he took my chin in his hand, making me look back up at him. His lips suddenly crashed against mine, his body pressing forcefully onto mine. He kissed hungrily at my lips as I stood there in shock. He pulled away abruptly, glaring into my eyes.
"You're going to love this and you're going to love me no matter what you do." He growled deeply, making his voice very seductive. He pushed me up against the wall, pressing his hips into mine. A smirk crossed his lips as he lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I pushed at his chest, trying to kick him but he had a wicked grip on my legs.
"Hey now, sugar." He warned, crashing his lips onto mine once again. I pushed at his chest again before I felt him take my wrist in one of his hands, gripping them tightly. He pressed them to his chest as he started to grind his hips against mine.
The anger and irritation that I had boiling in me watching the fight stirred in me again. I wanted CC not this prick, I wanted CC to be my one and only. There was no way in hell that I was going to let this douche bag take it away from me. I quickly bit down on his bottom lip, hard enough to have him drop me so I could run out the door. I sprinted through the hall and into the elevator, pressing the button rapidly. I kept looking over my shoulder, hoping not to see Tucker coming from behind.
The elevator dinged open and took me to the ground floor. As soon as the doors open I sprinted out, bolted through the door and took off down the street. I heard familiar voices yelling from behind me, telling me to stop or slow down, but there is no way I was going back there.
After a few minutes of running I saw a forest area, and being the idiot I was, I ran toward it. Once concealed in the brush of nature I slowed my pace to a walk. I still heard the voices echoing through the air of the area I was in but I couldn't concentrate. The only thing I could hear and focus in was a question that was running endlessly through my head.
What just happened?
He Slapped her?!?
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