A Jealous Bite

Chapter 8

:anger management:

Estella's pov~

It was difficult telling him about John, but at least we're back to what we were, and I can have my chance with him...

He smiled as I called him Spider-Man, "I'm glad I have you." I smiled and reached for his hand. He took my hand and smiled. "I'm glad I have you too, Estella." His hand was warm and soft. "Just try not to kill John when you see him." I joked. I kind of meant it, though. Miguel's expression changed, and his grip on my hand tightened a bit, "I promise I'll be good," he grinned.

There was a light knock on my door. Miguel looked over. "Who's could that be?" He asked, looking at me again. My blood went cold, knowing who it could be. The door swung open. It was John. "Hey, why aren't you texting me back? I came to check up-oh!" I let go of Miguel's hand, and we both stood up. Miguel towered over John by about a foot. "I forgot he was your assistant," John remarked and rolled his eyes.

Miguel's pov~

My blood boiled seeing this little man beneath me. "What do you want, john?" I asked, deepening my voice, glaring at him. "Can I speak with Estella?" John glared back "privately?" My eyes widened in rage. My fists began to tremble in anger. "Why do u need to speak with her?" I asked seething. "It's okay, Miguel." I feel a small hand on my arm, Estella looks up at me, trying to calm me. "John, I'm sure u can say what every u were going to say with Miguel in the room," she said coldly to him. "Why are you so bossy all of a sudden?" John scoffed. "I am your boss, " Estella snapped back. I clenched my jaw in anger at the disrespect I had just witnessed. "Show some respect," I snapped loudly. "I'll show some when I'm given some." John rolled his eyes again. Oh este cabron se quiere morir, I thought to myself self. "Estella, why weren't you answering my texts?" He looked at her. "I was busy in a... meeting" she looked up at me. "She can't answer your God damn texts all the time she's fucking busy!" I yelled. "Listen here buddy, I don't need a nobody answering her answers for me" John got I'm his face.

My anger is at an all time high. I can't believe that John is looking at me as if I beneath him. John is acting as if I meant nothing, yet all I wanted is to protect her, and to take care of her I care about her so deeply. I took a step forward, my hands shaking as I tried to calm myself down "A nobody?" I asks, my tone full of anger. "Don't you ever call me a nobody again"

"Or what?" John scoffed. I snapped, not caring about the consequences of my actions, I shoved John and pined him to the wall. "DONT YOU EVER SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN" I yelled, "Miguel! Please stop!" Estella grabbed my arm. I let John down and let my anger bubble down. "John. Out. NOW!" Estella demanded. Without hesitation, John scampered out.

"Are you okay?" I looked at Estella "yea just a bit shaken up with what happened" she smiled. I put a hand on her cheek. "I'm sorry I got so angry. He just kept pushing me and pushing me..." I sighed.

"I won't let anyone hurt you, ever..."