"Who the hell are you associating yourself with Diana?" "Don’t talk to her like that." "And who the hell are you to tell me how to talk to my girlfriend! SHE'S MINE!" Before the argument progressed I screamed "Please stop fighting you two. Trevor can we just go?" Trevor grabbed my wrist and started walking away, until I felt a hard yet firm hand grab my free hand. "You don’t have to go with him…" "I'm sorry, but I do. He's my best friend." "So your not his girlfriend?" Before I could answer Trevor snatched me away from the 'growling' mystery guy.
He took us out of the mall, and to the car. When we reached the car he forced my back on to the car and grabbed my face in his massive hand. "What the hell is wrong with you? Do you like him? What would you have said had I not walked up! Are you trying to leave me?" "No Trevor, I promise I won't leave you." He began to tighten his grip on my jaw. "Do you like him Diana?" "I don’t even know him Trevor. Please let go, your hurting me" His grip instantly went slack, and he began to cup my face with his hands. "I'm so sorry princess." He pulled me to his chest where I felt those warm sparks again. I loved these moments when he was so nice. He put me in the car and put my seatbelt on like I was some little and fragile.
We began our drive home with my small hand in his massive hand. We pulled up to our drive-way and he came over to open my door. "I bought you a dress that I thought would look good on you." "Oh… um thank you." "You know you don’t have to be afraid of me Diana. I would never hurt you." I knew he wanted that to be true, and so did I… but I knew the truth. I think I was ready to make him the person he deserved to be. I grabbed his hand and looked up into his eyes. "I know Trevor." He looked at our hands and back to me. He placed his free hand on my cheek. "Diana? You've accepted me? My love, you're accepting my love." Without a moment of hesitation he brought his soft lips down on my own. "I knew you would."
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Set Me Free
WerewolfI've been here for so long, with him. We met my senior year of high school, and became best friends. I had a boyfriend at that time, whom after high school was found mauled by some kind of animal, he moved away soon after without even a goodbye. We...
