My Bully is a WEREWOLF!!

Chapter 30

~~~Vanessa's P.O.V~~~

"Oh, Trina, you are so gonna regret this."

"Regret what what...Bit*h!" she was getting really angry.

"Are you really getting angry, Trina? Honestly, I'm the one who's supposed to be angry," I said, scrunching up my nose.

"The fu*k! What do you think this is? You frickin stole my man!" she screeched.

Oh My Gosh, her high pitched voice is giving me a migraine.

"Have you ever thought that you could have gotten someone better and better looking than he is?" I told her.

"I-I...," she stuttered. Yeah, gotcha now, didn't I? I chuckled to myself.

"Yeah, now can I go now?" I said, after a while. They all gave me a weird look.

"You really have changed, haven't you?" Trina asked, "You're usually crying before you even get hit...and can't even hold yourself up. Why don't you ever fight back?"

"What use is that?" I asked back.

She slapped me in the face before they all let me go.

"Trina, one day the fight you're always looking for will come," I warned her before walking out the door.

I honestly don't understand this girl.

Brandon and I met back up in gym.

"You okay?" He asked, putting an arm around my shoulder.

"I'm all goods," I smiled, giving him a peck on the lips.

He smirked down at me and, suddenly, pulls me to a stop. He wraps his arm around my waist and pecks my lips. Then he groans and does it again, and again, and again. The next thing I knew, we were full out making out in front the gym doors.

I flinched a little when he brushed his hand against my cheek. The slap Trina gave me, didn't hurt as much as it used to but it still left my sore. I was hoping it'd heal before I met up with him. Guess today isn't going in my favor.

"Vanessa," He warned.

"I'm fine Brandon; I wasn't watching where I was going and walked into a pole."

Yup, that's my lucky excuse.

"Is that really the best you've got?" He asked me, getting ticked off.

"Okay, I ran into a few people on my way here but please, please, please don't worry about it. I'm a big girl," I smiled at him.

"I wish we were home right now," He said, looking around the room, in frustration.

"Why? What's wrong?" I asked, getting on edge and began looking around, frantically.

I heard him chuckle and I snapped my head to him, looking at his face. "What?"

"There's nothing wrong, baby, well, not for us," he frowned down at me.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"I really wish I could take you right now," His frown deepening.

I looked at him for a couple seconds before I busted my butt laughing.

"Do you find something funny?" he growled, causing me to quickly calm myself down.

"I'm sorry, Brandon. I really am," I pouted at him.

He groaned again, "Don't put your lip like that; you make me want to take your mouth instead."

I gasp and quickly fixed my lips. It didn't sound like a bad idea but the look he gave me told me that I was in trouble.