Levi's POV
MIcha nearly jumps out of the car and walks up to us... calmly?
I pull my face away from Rayn's, but i still keep her small waist in my grasp. It is way too risky for her saftey. She can't fight Micha off, not as well as i can. Sure, she can throw a few punches and kick him where the sun don't shine, but that'll just make the beatings worse for her.
"What the fuck is going on her?" MIcha questions, looking me in my face as heat begins rising in his face as he restrains himself from beating the living shit out of me. Only because we are in public. His fist balls and un-balls as his body shakes in anger.
"Well my dear Micha." I say admirably through my smirk, pushing Rayn behind me.
"You see, I was trying to make a move on my baby, Rayn, when you oh so rudely interrupted by blowing your horn... If you must know."
My smirk was now a full blown smile in his beet red face.
Micha looked around me to see Rayn, who I assume, as usual, was drowning her cheeks in tears. I do a little shuffle to the left, blocking his view of her. I smiled a little as I felt her hands clutch my jacket from behind.
"Move." He demands through clutched teeth.
"Fucking. Make. Me." I say those three words that I dearly regret.
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Teen FictionRayn Saunders here. Anyone know the saying, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade?" Well that is bullshit. Because, unless life is throwing you sugar and water, your lemonade is going to taste like shit. And, as of now, life isn't even giving m...
