memories were only dreams

I promise you didn't hurt me

Venuus

You may call me dramatic as much as you'd like. I wasn't about to let her go any further.

All the rage that was coursing through my veins finally surfaced after her little "Whoopsies."

I hastily get up and attempt to strangle the girl in front of me. I'm not usually the type to get physical. But my mind was completely taken over by anger. It happened before I even had a chance to think about it.

I don't even remember myself getting up. I just remember Jamie moving out of the way and Hawk yanking me back.

It all hit me when his hand landed on my wrist. I was about to fight Lexi. Without actually thinking about it. I would never fight her, no matter how irritated that insensitive Two-faced bitch made me.

But this time, this time was different.

Hawk begins to walk away from the table, attempting to drag me along with him. I have to follow him in order to prevent being dragged across the floor. I quickly bring my leg over the bench and stumble behind him. Although I'm walking with him, it doesn't stop my anger. I continue to struggle against his grip in an attempt to return to the table.

I see Jamie is now holding Cassidy back. I take this opportunity to look around the lunchroom and notice a crowd gathered by the table. No one cuts the passage between Lexi and me; instead, they give room for me to run back and finish what she started.

I try to rip his arm away from me, but it's hard with his muscular hand totally around me. My aggressive actions result in him clutching me tighter.

The action causes my eyes to widen. He doesn't seem like the dominant type.

He puts his other hand on my back and practically pushes and pulls me out of here.

There's no way out of his grasp now.

Unless...

He doesn't seem like the dominant type.

He wouldn't purposely hurt me.

My lips twitch slightly into a smirk when the idea pops into my head.

I continue squirming under his grasp. "Kiari," I breathe. "Let go of me. You're hurting me."

Yes, I really went there. Yes, I addressed him by his first name. The last part I say through my teeth to emphasize it. I feel his arm release my wrist almost completely.

He didn't actually hurt me; all I wanted to do was run away. But after seeing how he reacted, I almost feel bad for lying to him. If I ran back to the table, he'd blame himself.

I mumble a couple of words under my breath in frustration. Now is my chance to slip away. His other hand drops from my back, at this point, were moments away from stepping out of the cafeteria, so I walk out with him.

I'm shocked no one followed us out of the empty hallway. I'm sure they didn't want to be caught leaving. He pulls me up against the wall, making sure I don't hit it by placing his palm where my head would've been.

"What the hell is your problem?" I shout before my mind has a chance to think. In reality, I kinda forgot what we were out here for.

"I couldn't let you fight her." he grimaces at me. My brows furrow in surprise.

"Why not?" I fume, "You heard what she said. You're really sticking up for her?" I argue. My gaze remains ferociously fixed on his. He cannot be serious.

His expression softens from an angry frown to a soft one. He inches his face closer to mine. "No, is that really what you think?" He speaks quietly in an attempt to calm me down.