Fire and Ice

Wrong

Marshall's POV

'' You fucking slut.'' I say.

Jake doesn't say anything, but starts bawling even harder.\

'' How did you find this out? Wamblee is turning 18 in a week. and she clearly hates you.'' I say, shaking my head.

'' Well, there is this one lady that can tell the future. She said that I belonged with Wamblee, not Sammy.'' Jake says, sniffling and standing up.

'' Did you ever think Sammy doesn't sleep with more than ten guys each week? or that this lady could be wrong?'' I ask him, facing him now.

'' Sammy wasn't loved as a kid. so she needs all the love she can get, and I can give it to her. But that lady is an aunt to Sammy, and plus she is never wrong. She predicted that my parents would have a second baby before they even had sex.'' He says, turning on the sink.

'' Do they have a second baby then?'' I ask.

'' No, my parents lost her.'' He says.

'' Oh, well, sorry.'' I say awkwardly.

'' No problem.'' Jake says.

'' Jake, this may be weird, but this is man-to-man talk, you know? Wamblee is the most perfect girl that could never be beaten or hurt. she is one girl that you only will see once in a lifetime.'' I say. but all these words slipped out of my mouth, and I was still thinking what I was going to say.

'' You don't no anything about her!'' Jake yells at me and pins me to the wall.

'' Jake, get the fuck off me!'' I yell at him.

Mr. Senter, the math teacher, rushed in.

'' Get off of him Mr. Bluemoon!'' he says and Jake lightens his grip off me.

As soon as Jake completely releases his grip, I run out of the boy's bathroom.

I see Wamblee looking sad as she puts her books into her locker.

'' I'm sorry, Wamblee.'' I say to her.

she looks at me, and then turns around.

'' Wamblee, I'm sorry.'' I say again.

she stops and  I bump into her.

she turns around and kisses me. she pulls apart and stares at me. I pull her into another kiss. we then again pull apart. she looks at me and soon blushes.

'' I forgive you.'' she says and her hair turns pink.

'' your hair.'' I whisper to her.

'' oops...'' she says and her hair turns back to orange.

'' I love you.'' I say and pull Wamblee toward me.

'' I know.'' she says.

we walk toward the door.

'' Where were you?'' She asks me.

'' In the bathroom.'' I say.

'' Doing what?'' she says, looking at me.

'' Talking to Jake.'' I say.'

'' Liar.'' she says.

'' I'm telling the truth!'' I say.

'' Tell me the story then.'' The she says and smirks.

'' So he was crying,'' this point Wamblee laughed,'' and then he said that his mate is you.'' I say and look to her.

Wamblee doesn't say anything till we enter my car.

'' No, it can't be.'' She says quietly, staring at air.

'' well, that's what your pack's fortune teller said.'' I say.

'' No, she is usually wrong.'' she says now looking at me.

'' How?''

'' Well she said that I would have a job as a babysitter for the pups, but nobody asked me too. or when she said I would have a baby with the love of my life when I was 13, but never happened. or she said my friend was going to go to another pack with her mate, but never did.'' she says.

'' Oh, wow.''

'' Wamblee'' I say quietly.

'' Huh?'' she asks.

'' You con come with me or go with Jake to be his mate.'' I say, hardly above a whisper.

Wamblee sits there quietly.

'' I want to be with you.'' she says and looks up.

I look at her and smile, she does the same.

'' I love you.'' Wamblee says.

'' I know.'' I say. we kiss and then I start my car.

I drive to my house. we get there in about 20 minutes in comfortable.

I lead Wamblee into my house.

'' What if they don't like me?' Wamblee whispers in my ear.

'' Your the enemy of my kind, you smell like a wet dog, and your kind tried killing us. What couldn't you like?'' I say and smirk. 

she wrap her arms around mine tightly.

 I enter my house, and my mother and dad come hissing.

my sister and two brothers follow shortly after.

'' What is that dog doing here?'' My sister says fiercely.

'' Santana, settle down.'' My mother tries to say calmly.  

My mother, Maliea, has long brown hair and hazel eyes. my father, Layne, has short dirty blond hair and grey eyes. my sister, Santana. has brown hair with hazel eyes. My brother, Darren, has brown hair with grey eyes. My second brother, Mathew, has blond hair like my dad, but brown eyes.

'' She is not supposed to be here, Marshall.'' Santana says.

'' She is none of your concern.'' I say and move Wamblee slightly behind me.

'' That's where you're wrong, Marshall.'' Santana says quietly.