🔼 Chapter: 5 🔼
Edited By: QueenLibra-
Thank you, girl! 💖💖
I sprung up slightly, alarmed by the sudden weight that loomed over my petite body, I slightly cracked my eyes only to see a smirking, Timothy. I mentally groaned before shoving him off. "Timothy?" I murmured.
"Timothy, get off of me!" I barked loudly, I could hear Wes and Alisa laughing in the background.
"Oh, sorry did I wake you?" He asked innocently, a faint smile crossing his lips.
"Timothy," I hissed politely. "Get the hell off of me, you're so fat!" I yell as I push him off of me, and onto the floor. I giggled casually, as he sent me a death glare. "That's what you get!"I say, getting up and walking past him and into the kitchen.
"Fat?" Timothy screamed as he stomped after me.
"Yes, Timothy." I reply slowly, "Your fat."
"You call this fat?" He asked pulling up his shirt and flexing for me, I couldn't look away from his abs. I certainly made no attempt to.
Timothy, smirked and took off his shirt when he saw the drool that lingered at the corners of my mouth.
"Touch me,"He says taking a step closer.
"What?" I reply, wiping my mouth.
"Come on, I know you want to, baby."
"You wish," I stated. But, I won't deny how yummy he looked.
Timothy, pulled me into him and laid my hands on his shoulders, leaning in, before our lips met I heard Alisa scream. I followed Timothy, running back to where we were and spotted Wes on the floor, and men standing by the door. Alisa was standing by Wes crying a little.
"Wes! Are you okay?" Timothy asked still looking at the strange men.
"Yeah, Just my arm man." He says while whimpering, What happened in here?
"Good. What are you doing here?" His voice rises as he speaks to the other men in the room.
"Timothy, don't act like your dumb." The man in the front says.
"You didn't have to shoot him," Timothy hissed walking up to them, I slowly walked with him.
"Who is she?" The man questioned inspecting every inch of my body.
"None of your business."
"Ah, this must be Alondan. Boss would be very pleased if I brought her back," replied the man with a smirk.
"You are NOT touching her Shane!" Timothy yells, pulling me behind him.
I wrapped my arms around him tightly. "Put a shirt on Tim you don't look good." Shane reply, obviously not caring.
I suddenly got mad. If Timothy and I are dating nobody can talk to him like that, except me. "He looks alot better than you!" I yell anger boiling over. I stepped from behind Timothy, and crossed my arms glaring at the man.
"Bitch don't start," Shane advised firmly.
"Shane leave now, or else."He said with a growl, I flinched at the hate that dripped from his tone.
"Okay, we'll leave," He says looking at me, "but she has to come with me."
"You know that will never happen," Timothy states.
"Okay, Guys!" Shane yelled. Five other men entered the room with angry expressions.
"Fight Alondan," he said. "No matter what!" Timothy says taking his gun from his back pocket.
Before, I could respond two men grabbed my arm and begun dragging me away for Timothy. "Let me go!" I screamed quickly, stubbing one of there toes with my heel. I hastily, pull out his gun and pointed it directly at him. "Leave, Now!" I ordered.
The man rudely, hit my arms making the gun drop onto the ground. He grabbed it quickly, and before I could run he roughly grabbed my neck pointing the barrel at my head.
"We got the girl Shane," the man holding the gun to my head shouts.
"Great," Shane replies.
Timothy stumbled back, blood coating his upper lip, and trailing from his mouth to his naked chest. Luckily, he still had his gun in hand.
"I told you to fight Alondan!" He shouted over the chaos.
"So sorry, but someone has a gun to my head!" I argued. Timothy,
looks at his gun then at me and finally looking at the psychopath with the gun. I was slightly, confused when Timothy started counting, but I quickly caught on and ducked before he reached three.
"What the-" before the man could finish timothy, fired. Shooting him directly in the forehead, I wasted no time in picking up the gun and running to Timothy.
"Unless you want to be next Shane, I suggest you leave." Timothy warned pointing the gun at Shane.
"Ah, don't feel safe yet."He looks at me smirking, before turning on his heels. "This isn't over until I get you." He adds before dramatically slamming the door, Drama Queen.
I turned to Timothy and tried to give him the gun, but he declined and shoved it back at me. "You heard him this isn't over, keep it." I nodded and headed towards Wes and Alisa.
"We have to take him to the hospital or he'll die," Alisa says.
"Have you tried to stop the bleeding?" I ask her.
"Yes, but It's not working." She says panicky, her hand still putting pressure on Wes's wound.
"Timothy, we have to do something!" Alisa says to him.
"Okay, I'll drive but don't answer any questions. Tell them what they need to hear, but not the truth, okay?" Timothy explains. Alisa and I agree, quickly helping Wes to his feet.
"I can carry myself guys," Wes says smiling at us.
"Okay," I reply, tucking the gun in the back of my pants and pulling down my shirt to cover it.
I slowly, walk towards Timothy, pulling him into a hug. "Thank you, I could have died today if it wasn't for you." I mumble into his chest, Timothy had finally found a shirt.
"I have to protect you, Alondan.
you're mine now, baby." He whispered into my ear, "I always protect what's mine."
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