His Warrior

Chapter Twenty one: Jealousy

  Artwork above is by Munchy_Bunny

   I grabbed my sword and walked out of Carol and Jeffrys' warm house and into the cold winter air. Y/N once loved Ivan, I need to accept that. But the way Ivan looked at her, he gave me this feeling. It didn't feel right. 

   I didn't care that it was cold, the breeze sent chills throughout my body. I jumped over a small stream, knowing the water would be icy cold. I could see light coming from a lit campfire, hoping it was Ivan I ran in that direction. 

  I found Ivan looking into the flames, his dark eyes showing no emotion. I didn't know what this feeling was that I felt, just something about Ivan wasn't right. 

"Come to kill me Sam? So I won't hurt your precious lover." He spoke aloud, not removing his gaze off the deadly flames. 

"The way you look at her isn't right, you made your mistake in letting her go. So move on!" I shouted. Ivan immediately stood up and before I knew it he was in front of me and pushed me over, sending my sword flying. He quickly caught it in his hands. 

"You can't fight me without your sword, you're weak without it. And you suck at hand to hand combat," Ivan told me, brushing his index finger against the cold steel of my sword. 

"I love Y/N, I always have. And I intend on winning her heart back. You're right, I need make the mistake in letting her go. But you're wrong about one thing, I was her first love. She'll take be back in a heart beat," He explained, throwing my sword to the ground and slapping my face. 

  I could feel the spot where he hit me burning, I put my hand to it and massaged it gently. 

"Well then come on Sam, fight me. Whoever wins this fight gets Y/N's heart, she's always loved strong men." I could feel my blood boiling with anger. I stood up and readied my fists, sending a punch to Ivan's nose causing him to start bleeding. He growled silently to himself and punched my lip, I felt it burning and a bit of blood running down my chin. 

"Is that the best you can do?" I asked him, sending my fist flying towards his face. He quickly ducked out of the way and sent his foot flying towards my leg, causing me to fall over and land face first on the dirty ground. Ivan kicked me repeatedly, making me cry in pain. This pain felt familiar. Not from all the battles I've been in with Y/N, but from the abusive my father gave me. 

"Stop! Ivan stop!" A familiar female voice screamed. Ivan stopped kicking me and I looked up to see him fall on the ground. I coughed up a bit of  blood before looking up and seeing Y/N stand above me, reaching her hand out to help me. I took her hand and she helped me stand up, she rested her hands on my shoulder as she looked at the bruises Ivan gave me. 

"I will never forgive you for this Ivan, you've never changed." Y/N said, glaring at him. 

"I love you Y/N, I always have! He's just some weak idiot in need of a warrior to protect him!" Ivan screamed. 

"If you loved me you wouldn't have done this to the man I loved!" My heart glowed from her comment and I forced a weak smile but stopped since it gave my lips pain. She placed her lips on mine and kissed me passionately. When she pulled away I saw a bit of blood on her lips but she didn't seem to care, she just seemed happy to prove to Ivan she loved me. I couldn't find my words, I wanted to tell her I loved her. I wanted to tell her I started this and I deserved these beatings. She took my hand and started walking away, checking back every few moments to make sure I was okay. In a few minutes we made it back to Carol and Jeffrys' house and walked upstairs. I sat down on our bed. Y/N grabbed a wet towel and started gently wiping the blood away on my face. 

"He never changed, I'm so sorry Sam." She told me. I still didn't reply. I was afraid to tell her, I'm afraid she'll hate me and go back to Ivan. I was a coward. 

"Lay down and take your shirt off," She ordered. I lifted my shirt off revealing my bare and pale chest. I looked down and saw bruises all around my chest where Ivan kicked me. She dropped the towel in a bowl of water and pulled it back out, squeezing it so the water wouldn't drop  every where. She brushed the towel against my bruised skin and looked at me with worry in her eyes. 

"My heart belongs to you Sam, remember that." 

  She switched positions on the bed and came up behind me, I could feel the cold water dripping down my back as she brushed my skin gently. She set the the towel back in the bowl and kissed my neck, shoulders, and then my  back. I turned around to face her and pulled her closer and onto my lap. She wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, kissing my lips passionately. 

  When we pulled away, I whispered softly in her ear. 

"I love you." 

 Hai! Wow it's been awhile, how have you guys been? I'm on spring break and all I've done is read yoomin fanfics. *facepalm* 

  Ehhh at least I'm having a sleepover with my best friends tomorrow at this hella nice house we're using. I'll take photos and post them on Instagram and Twitter. Lots of art XD. 

  Also I published my new Yoongi fanfic! Insanity. Credit to my friend Fran. So the other BTS members will be in it but they won't be k-pop stars. So if you know like yin and yang that's kinda the relationship between Yoongi and Jiyoo. One has a dark heart and the other has a bright heart. So Yoongi is kinda like a yandere but he's not. That was the original idea but with the things I want to do in the story he can't be a yandere. Emerged autocorrect stop changing THE DAMN WORD. And short funny story. I bought Gucci perfume. Cause I love Tae, HE BREATHES GUCCI DAMMIT. EVERYTHING HE WEARS IS GUCCI. TAE WEAR SOMETHING ELSE FOR ONCE! 

  All right that's enough yelling, bai guys. 

~Lila W.