The Abyss of War, Book One

Unexpected Circumstances

Needless to say after I finished groaning and rolling my eyes at my unwelcome guest. We made short work of the soldiers. Dylan was like a small hurricane, if you stepped in front of him, you either died on impact or were knocked backward. I was slightly envious, even though he was of slight build such as myself, it seemed nearly impossible for him to be hurling grown men around as if they were toys. Once we both finished knocking around the enemy and killed the rebel leader, the landscape around us flickered before disappearing. The simulation had ended, and I was back in the training hall with Dylan smirking while standing next to me.

I sighed and turned without looking at him and began to walk towards the door. Although just before I reached the door I felt a tug at my arm. I turned around to see Dylan standing there with his signature smirk plastered across his face as he said 

"Don't you want to know your score?" 

I glared at him before replying, 

"My score shouldn't count due to the fact you helped me. Isn't that against the rules or something?" 

Dylan rolled his eyes and said in an exasperated tone 

"No, that's not how it works. You might had been a soldier on the front, but here, the only thing that matters is that you complete your mission regardless of the cost or how you do it." 

I glared at him before turning around to open the door, only to be grabbed from behind, turned around and then I was pinned to the door facing Dylan.

He had both of my hands pinned above my head and his hips were turned slightly away so that any attempts to nail him in the crotch wouldn't be successful. His face was a little too close for comfort as he leaned in even closer and said, 

"You passed, and you'll be moving to advanced weapons training." 

I rolled my eyes and said 

"That's great, now can you get off me you fucking pervert?" 

His lips tugged upward into a smirk, although this one never quite reached his eyes, and I got the impression he wasn't planning on playing nice. I tried to tug my hands out of his grip but they stayed where they were. At that point I began thinking "How the hell is this guy the same size as me, but so much stronger?" Just before he leaned in, and kissed me directly on the mouth.

I won't lie. I enjoyed it, until I remembered who it was that was kissing me. I managed to shove him off me, his grip having weakened due to kissing me, I think? "Maybe that's a weakness I can use later." In any case, as he stumbled back with an annoyed look on his face the door opened and Serana waltzed in. Dylan's face paled and I turned to look over my shoulder at Serana. The look on her face was probably the most solid indicator that shit, was about to indeed, go down.

 Serana stormed over to Dylan before beginning to issue an ultimatum of epic proportions. It went something along the lines of.."How dare you fucking cheat on me! We had something special and you run off and fucking kiss a guy?! A fucking guy over me. I don't fucking believe this! I hope you've prepared your ass, because your ass is grass, and I'm a fucking lawnmower! I will fucking kill you! How the fuck do you think I feel becau-" 

At that point I slowly backed out of the training room and took off running down the hallway.

I managed to find an old supply closet a few feet down the hallway. I doubt they'd check this close to the room, assuming I ran much farther away. I quickly shut the supply closet door and climbed inside one of the many empty crates. Thankfully the crate was next to one of the heating pipes and it was nice and warm. Eventually I became drowsy due to the warmth and the darkness inside the supply closet. I soon fell into a peaceful sleep, dreaming of the past, present, and I'm pretty sure the future was in there too, although that might have been my imagination. Who knows.

I'm not sure how long I remained asleep. I only know that when I woke up, I was neither in the supply closet, nor was I in the barracks. I was in someones bed, and I wasn't wearing my training jumpsuit. I shot up out of bed and grabbed a pen from the nightstand next to the bed before standing up. 

I made my way to the door, taking note of the expensive furniture inside the room before reaching to place my hand on the door. Although as my luck would have it, the door opened just then. As to who was standing there, of course it was Dylan. I attempted to walk past him but he held out his arm and stopped me from leaving.

I let out an annoyed huff before turning around and heading back into the bedroom and sitting on his bed. Shortly after I heard him enter the room as the door clicked shut and was then locked. He walked over to the bed and sat down next to me. We sat in silence for nearly three minutes before I got tired of it and said, 

"Just cut to the chase, no bullshit. Why am I here?" 

Dylan looked directly into my eyes and for once he didn't smirk, but answered without a hint of a smile, 

"Because I want you. You are everything I look for in a relationship and I want you." 

I held back several biting remarks and settled on saying, 

"Normally you buy someone dinner on the first date. Not kidnap them and then drag them to your room before telling them that you like them. Oh, and saying you want me just makes you sound desperate." 

I said while glaring at him. Finally he smirked before replying, 

"Well, guess I'll just have to buy you dinner then." 

If I could have grabbed a pillow without being pinned to the bed or worse, I would have smothered him.

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