Nicole's POV
The last bell rang, signaling the end of school. I shot out of the classroom, darting for my locker. I opened it and quickly threw my books in. As I turned towards the door to leave, I came face to face with my slutty ex-girlfriend. "I want you back." Ashley said with complete confidence. Cocky hoe. "Go fuck your slut. Im done with you." I said. She grabbed me and slammed me into the lockers. She desperately tried to kiss me, knowing my weakness. Just when she was about to overpower me, she was pushed off. She rounded on my savior. Trisha. "Go away." Ashley said, slighly turning back towards me. "She doesnt look like she wants you to kiss her." Trisha replied with a suprising amount of venom. I smiled at Trisha, she was so beautiful when she was defending me. She smiled back at me, slightly biting her lip. Ashley looked to me and back to her. Again, twice more. I saw the lightbulb flicker over her head. "You WILL stay away from my girl." Ashley threatened, her voice going cold. "She's not yours anymore, she's mine." Trisha said evenly. My breath caught as she said the last part. I was hers? Me? Omg, this amazing girl is claiming me? Hells fucking yeah!!!! My happiness was cut short as Ashley charged forward. Trisha dodged to the right and punched her in the face. She collapsed onto the floor, holding her face. I stared in awe before I realized just how much Ashley's betrayal had stung, a fact that I had been avoiding all day. I gasped as it hit me- strong and hard. I sobbed once then tears streaked down my face. Trisha knelt in front of me, concern and understanding showing in those blue orbs. She lifted me to my feet and clasped her hand in mine, leading me to her truck. instead of releasing my hand so i could go to the passenger side, she lifted both of us into the driver's seat. Then she held onto me while tears cascaded down my face. She held me like I was her own personal heaven. As she held me, she pressed light considerate kisses into my hair and along my cheeks. After a while, I dried my eyes and looked up at her. "Im sorry." I croaked. "Nicole, dont be sorry. Your too pretty to cry. Please dont cry in front of me, I feel helpless. I have no idea how to help you." She whispered, laying her forehead against mine. I smiled slightly and replied,"You do exactly what you just did." She smiled and kissed my lips so lightly I almost thought it was the wind. My heart fluttered. "From now on you are mine and I will never make nor let you shed another tear. Especially not over someone who doesnt deserve it. You are amazing and even though I hardly know you, I will always be right here." She said with such emotion I almost burst with happiness.
Trisha's POV
As the last bell rang, I dashed out of the class room, looking for my beautiful temptation. I went towards her locker and was startled by the image of her being roughly pushed into a locker. Rage, raw and undaluted, raced through me. I stalked forward, making the decision right then and there that this girl who pinned MY Nicole to the lockers, was sooooo worth possibly getting in trouble. I grabbed her and pulled her away from Nicole. we exchanged words and then I glanced at Nicole. She smiled and it honestly took my breath away. The girl glanced between us and recognition clicked, she understood. She said something about Nicole being hers. OH HELLLLLLLLL NOOOO. This bitch is done. It pissed me off, renewing my rage. I retorted sharply and she charged me. I moved and pulled back my fist, packing a punch of unbridaled rage. The girl fell to the floor, holding her face. Triumph and smugness saturated me. I glanced towards Nicole and tears slid freely down her rose colored cheeks. My world shattered. I went to her, pulling het chin towards me to take her eyes off the girl. I lifted her and headed towards my truck. It toomk all my strength to leave that bitch on the floor and carry Nicole away. She deserved so much worse, she deserved absolute heart-wrenching torturous pain. I lifted both of us into my truck, cradling her softly to my chest, wanting to comfort the angel I held. I dusted her hair and face with kisses. Later her tears ceased but she still wasnt smiling. We talked for a while, and even though I barely knew this girl, everything I said I meant with every fiber of my being. She was mine and I would storm Hell's very gates to get her whatever she needed. I started the engine, never moving her. I headed to the icecream shop and gestured for her to call home and let them know her friend would bring her home soon.
