Lilith has had a rough life.
Neglected
forced to grow up young,
and distant form most of her peers alongside from two of her friends who are more enticed by the thought of popularity than anything else. Though after she met Scott everything chang...
I have only seen fighting really on television. Mostly just those where the hero, saves people from the bad guys. They would beat them up and in the last minute when the viewers believe there's no longer hope, they would rise back up to win the fight.
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Though this was a lot different. Larry wasn't even trying. He simply just used the boys, causing them to get broken bones and scars, that obviously would lie about later in life, because how they got them was too much of a bore.
When it came down to just the two of them. The biggest guy who's name was Flash and his friend Harry-
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They were just normally average sized high school teenage boys, not as large as Scott, but maybe something to reckon with. Their stupid sharpie doodles amongst their arms were visible as they swung to hit him. Flash completely focused on Scott as Harry made his complete gaze at me.
He approached my way, I went to towards the car I felt a grasp on my wrist to pull me back. I was a small distance away from Scott at this point, not to far so I was unable to see the progress he had been making at this point. My gaze to him took focus from the issues I was thrown onto the grown.
"Do you know why they call me flash?" He asked with a grin. This grin made me want to throw him off a cliff and was tempted to do so. Though I knew something as such would be stupid to do during the daylight. I came to realize this spot was fairly secluded, also a popular suicide spot. Any sort of screams would just be thought as such......
I fought as the best I could. He had a strong grip on my arms I tried to make my knee accessible to just possibly injure him in-between the legs, no use...
"LET ME GO!!!" I screamed lifting y head yelling for help, I was close to his ear, having the perfect angle to bite. No hesitation, teeth clinching hard. He pulled away in just adding more to his pain I saw blood out of my peripheral vision as it dripped onto me. Looking over to see that Scott held firmly up against the tree right by the ledge.
Closing my eyes, letting out a scream just in the amount of time for Scott to brake free from Harry's grasp. Scott tore him from me and beat him to almost death. unconscious and bleeding profusely from the nose and ears.
Without any effort Scott picked me up into his arms, as if I were a newly wedded bride over the threshold and carried me to the car.
"Give me the keys." he said, I handed him exactly what he asked for. In this way, he scared me. The way he turned from happy to romantic to this. Whatever exactly "this" was. Though on other hand I was aroused by how protective he was of me. The way he pushed limits, the way he made me feel .. How I felt I was HIS ...
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