Stolen Heart

Chapter 17

Ross POV-

I knew riker was here. After all, I did track his phone, didn't I?

"Hey riker." I said casually as I saw him walk from the back yard. "How did you know I was here?" He asked sternly. "I tracked your phone." I said. He walked closer to me, and he didn't look too happy. "Sarah and I were having the greatest moment, until you came and ruined it!" He yelled. "Sorry! But she's my girlfriend! So hands. Off." I said.

He pushed my shoulders and I stumbled back. "You think you deserve her? You've been treating her like garbage lately, and she even took you back! What a stupid decision!" He said. "Hey take that back!" I yelled, pushing him also.

"Why would you say that?" I asked. "Because you don't deserve her! All you're gonna do is treat her badly!" He said, slowly raising his arm. "I can't believe you!" I yelled, as I felt tears forming in my eyes. "Believe this!" He yelled, then his hand went toward my face. "Riker no!" I yelled, then a burning sensation went through my cheek.

"Boys!" A voice yelled. I touched my hand to my cheek, and looked up to find Sarah stomping toward us. "What the hell was that riker?!" She hissed. "I-I'm sorry I don't know what got into me." He said in disbelief. He walked towards me but Sarah pulled him by the arm to face back at her.

"Riker, I don't think you realize, that you don't deserve me." She said. Riker just stood there in shock. "I'm leaving." She said as she brushed past us both. "Oh wait!" She said, and turned back around. "Here's your picture." She said on the verge of tears. She smacked the picture into Riker's chest, sending him backwards. She nodded her head, probably holding back tears, and walked back to the taxi car.

I shook my head at riker, and walked to the car, joining my girlfriend. I closed the door behind me, and saw her with her face in her hands, sobbing lightly.

"Baby." I cooed. "Don't worry, everything will be ok." I rubbed up and down her back as she laid her head on my chest. "I can't believe h-he would d-do that to y-you." She choked out. "It's ok. I'm fine." I assured her. She looked at me with her sorrowful eyes, and touched my cheek. I tried to hold in my cringe, but it showed. "He did hurt you. Didn't he?" She whispered. I nodded my head. "It's ok. I knew it was coming." I said sadly.

She didn't say another word after that, and laid her head into my chest again. "Let's just go home and never talk about this again. Okay?" She asked. "Okay."