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I know, I know. Most horrible writer on wattpad. But I'm not going to write a long A/N right here. we can always talk in the end. ;)
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"ALORA GRACE PIERCE! Violence is very much not allowed in this house! Not on my watch, atleast! Move away from the young man right this instant before I have to come and tame you over there!"
Uh-oh!!
Double shit!
I forgot Mrs. Brown was still in the house.
DAMN IT!
My fist which was inches away from Arsen's face, stopped right in the air as I stepped back, withdrawing my raised hand and wrestling the other one free from Arsen's grip.
Arsen had my first fist in his clutches.
He'd actually moved his hands before the collision with his demonic face and me probably saving Sam and Dean to come here themselves to rid the world of this UW creature. Stood for unwanted presence.
Head bowed and eyes very much now interested in the zip of my black jacket, I stepped back from Arsen's personal space.
I'm the most innocent kid around this neighborhood.
Some people just beg to differ.
Travon and Arsen's snickers were like molten lava in my ears right now and I swear on my future stash of Gummy bears, I would've killed them right there and then if Ms. Brown wasn't still here.
IT WAS HER HOLIDAY TODAY!
SHE WASN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO ENTER THIS HOUSE TODAY!
"Travon, stop snickering like a child!"
WOW!
Mrs. Brown's on autopilot today.
Monday isn't a good day for anyone... That's why we give her a holiday in the first place when we hired her!!
"Yes, Ma'am." He mock saluted, stomping his feet like a soldier. A cheeky grin threatening to spill from the corners of his mouth.
The fucking A hole was looking forward to my punishment.
Arsen was just standing silently, watching it all fold with his arms crossed in front of his broad chest and back leaned against the wall beside him.
The bruise on his jaw, long forgotten.
Looks like I'm not the first one to hit him for his behavior that he's immune to the pain already. Big assumption, I know. But I have bigger matters on hand right now.
"Alora. Apologies. Now!"
"WHAT?!" My head shot up in surprise, my eyes widening in utter bewilderment of what Mrs. Brown was asking from me.
NO WAY would I, even on the arrival of apocalypse where he was my only savior would apologies for something that was done in fair justice.
We could take it to court if she wanted to but I wasn't going to in this or any parallel world, beg for forgiveness from this smirking bastard.
At one time, I would have find that smirk hot but fuck if I could commit homicide because of it now.
Mrs. Brown's eyes softened, her shoulders sagging in heaviness as she spoke her next words.
"I know you aren't going to apologize so, how about you walk him out?"
I sagged in relief.
Thank that Pete in the heaven up there that she came to her senses before we had to take this to court here because like I said before and I'm gonna repeat: No fucking way was I going to say sorry!
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