Breathless

Chapter 18: prepare for me to take things into my own hands

***author's Note***

There you guys go! Its a reward for being so patient :) The video on the side is the video that the teacher shows them so, yea :) Hope you like it. Sorry guys, this had to be re uploaded becauce something went wrong :(

This chapter goes to dark-angel :) You are amazing!

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The next day in school, I was tired. Sleep had escaped me the day before and I was up all night. Maybe Adam is right. Maybe Ryan is the bad guy in this picture but then again, Adam hates my guts. Who should I believe?

“Hello, sweetheart.” I voice said and jumped a foot in there; was it Adam? I turned to come face to face with Ryan. Of course it wasn’t Adam! First of all, Adam wouldn’t talk to me, second of all, he wouldn’t call me sweetheart –well, he did but only when we were alone but he would never admit it. And lastly, Adam had a British accent, not American.

“Oh, hi, Ryan.” I grinned at him. He took a step towards me; trapping me between his body and my car. I felt my heart race.

“How are you today, my dear?” he asked and pushed a stand of my black hair behind my ear. This simple action caused me to blush wildly.

“Good, thanks, you?” I asked and tried to keep from blushing but it didn’t work.

“Better, now that I found you.” He leaned down to me; lips an inch from mine.

“You better back off, Ryan.” A voice warned. I looked past him to see Ash with a warning look on his face.

“And why is that, Ash?” Ryan smirked at him and sent a wink in my direction.

“Because I told you so.” A deep, rumbling voice with a British accent said. I glanced up to see Adam standing there with his arms crossed over his chest as if it was stopping him from doing something bad. He had on a grey Henley shirt with all three buttons open; exposing his pale skin to the world. It looked soft and smooth and I bit my lip to stop thinking about him in such a way.

“Well, sorry Adam, you are not the boss of her, she is and she is completely fine with me doing this.” He said and wrapped a hand around my waist. I saw Adam clench his jaw and tense up just a little. A vein popped up on his knuckle.

“She doesn’t know you as well as I do. If she did, she wouldn’t let you. Now step away, Ryan. You know I am faster and stronger.”

“No.” Ryan said and I could see Adam tremble with anger. He was not used to being told ‘no’. Adam lunged for Ryan’s throat and had him pinned to my car. A crowed formed and everybody gasped in shock but Adam still refused to let go. It made me wonder about their past. Who were they really and what had Ryan done to make Adam react in such a way?

“Adam, drop him!” I roared.

“Don’t tell me what to do!” he shouted back. It felt like the day before all over again and I hated it. Ryan flailed his arms and scratched at Adam’s neck but it didn’t intimidate Adam one bit.

“Adam, for the last time, drop him!” I slapped his back with every blow. I heard a low chuckle and it seemed to be coming for Adam but I dismissed it; he was too angry to be laughing.

“I don’t think so.” He said again “Not until I am sure he will leave you alone.”

“Adam! You’re hurting him!” I cried and tried to pry off his vice grip from Ryan’s neck. It didn’t work; he was just way too strong.