You Weren't Part Of The Package |A Dolan Twin FanFiction|

CHAPTER 19: Talk About Making a Scene

Ella's p.o.v:
"That'll be $11.95, would you like a bag?" I said to the girl around my age at the counter with a halter top to purchase, Gabby was doing stocks in the back and there was another employee wandering around the store, it was pretty dead today and so I was just sort of watching the shop entrance and that's when I see HIM.
"Hey Amanda?" I call out to the other employee.
"Uh huh?" She calls back as she shuffles over.
"Can you take my register, only for a minute I just.. forgot something" I don't even wait for her response before I dash out of the store, luckily Nate is just a few stores down in the foot locker, as he walks out I confront him.
"Hey, Nate" I say trying my best to sound friendly. He turns to me, shock across his face.
"You. You're that crazy bitch that tried to punch me and choke me out at the party." He growled.
"That's me, and you're the lowlife asshole that tried to rape my best friend, your best friend's girlfriend!" I spat back. His jaw clenched and he balled his fists. I looked down at them before a cruel smile twisted on my lips- I was never usually like this, but what Nate did I would never forgive or forget.
"What are you gonna do, Nate? Hit me? Go on, abusing girls is what you seem to be good at, so why don't you do it? Too much of a coward to do anything that isn't behind closed and LOCKED doors?" I narrowed my eyes at him, his face went red with rage and embarrassment.
"Look you little bitch, I don't know who you are or what you're trying to do, but why don't you just run back to Grayson and let him scre--" I cut him off by slamming my fist into his cheek, he stumbled back, ad before he could react I kicked him in the balls and slapped him again he walked up towards me and grabbed my wrists.
"You know, you're a hateful brat, but the feisty ones are the best in bed I hear." He whispers getting awfully close to my ear, his cold breath sending horrific shivers down my spine, but I don't let him get to me, instead I get up on my tippy toes and mumble in his ear,
"You'll never know. You won't be having anyone in your bed anytime soon by the time we're done here" and with that I knee him in the balls again. He sucks in a sharp breath as he hunches over in pain, I grab a fist full of his hair and with a venomous tone I growl,
"Touch me, Gabby, or anyone else like that ever again, and you'll honestly wish you hadn't, because not only will you be someone's little bitch behind bars, but you'll also be missing your balls, because I will cut them off myself." A little gross I know, but I was in a fit of pure rage, and it felt good to get revenge, I knew I wouldn't feel so good about this later, but I couldn't get myself to give a damn honestly. I raised my hand and slapped him one more time, hard across the cheek.
"Ella?!" Someone exclaimed. Grayson. Shit. It was only then, when I turned to face him, when I noticed all the people that had stopped to stare at my ordeal with Nate. Nate then stood tall, but said nothing, he turned and rushed to the nearest exit, I couldn't look at Grayson, I couldn't look at anyone. I kept my eyes on the floor, unsure what to do, Grayson swiftly walked towards me and gripped my hand tightly before dragging me to the mall exit, neither of us said a word until we got into his car.
"I-"
"What the hell, Ella?"
"I don't know I just saw him and I-"
"You what? Thought you would try and and be tough and go try and beat the shit out of him... in the mall??"
"Well, I did kinda-"
"For Christ sake ella that's not the damn point, I don't know what the hell you thought you were doing! Nate is older, bigger, stronger and faster than you Ella, it could have gone a very different way, and probably would have if you weren't in a public place. And you made such a damn scene too I just-"
"I'm sorry Grayson, I didn't mean to make you upset or mad or cause I scene, I really didn't. Just seeing him again destroyed me, nobody hurts the people I care about, and that night... he hurt you all. I just... needed to let him know I wouldn't stand for it."
Grayson just sighed, and it was then I noticed the tears spilling down my face. I quickly wiped them away but winced when the salty water came into contact with my hand... I had hit him damn hard, with all I had. Now the adrenaline wasn't pumping, it began to hurt like a bitch, and the salty tears made it worse. Grayson took my hand and looked at it as we sat at a red light, I didn't dare pull away from him, but I still couldn't look at him. He kissed it gently and placed it back in my lap before continuing as the light switched to green.
"We'll ice it when we get home, baby" he said baby barely above a whisper but i heard it still. I just barely nodded my head. The rest of the trip home was silent, Grayson kept his full attention on the road and I didn't focus on anything in particular, Grayson was right, what I did was beyond stupid, but I don't completely regret it either. Although, talk about making a scene.

Grayson's p.o.v:

We sat in the car in complete silence, I was mad, she shouldn't have done what she did, no matter how good she thought her reasons were. But I couldn't help but hold back a smile as I thought to myself, damn my baby kicked some ass, she was a fighter, hard headed but strong willed, I had never seen her quite like I did today, and I didn't know how to react, I guess it hit her hard what Nate did, but I should have been the one protecting and defending her, not the other way around. She was tough, but she was dead silent the whole ride home, like a scolded puppy.
I dropped her home and asked her if she wanted me to stay, she said no, I think because she knew I would hardcore interrogate her, but I obliged and walked to my apartment, damn ella, talk about making a scene.