Remember

Chapter 48: Wanted

I stand frozen in spot, my eyes widen as Sawyers tall frame gets taller and taller. Both Evan and Drew stand directly in front of me, making a wall around me.

"Whatever it is you're going to do, don't." Evan says immediately, placing his hand on Sawyers chest for him to stop. Sawyers hard gaze flickers to mine and I hide my face behind Drew.

"I'm. Not. Going. To. Hurt. Her." Sawyer says with a growl, his voice low.

"Seemed like it." Lisa butts in and Sawyer glares at her. With that distraction Sawyer moves towards me and grabs my hand, pulling me to him. He tugs at my arm hard, dragging me to his office room. Sawyers quick moves cause Evan and Drew to have slow reactions and fail to save me. I turn my head back to them, pleading that they would help. Evan lifts his hand up in surrender, traitor. Drew looks worried on the other hand.

"What are you doing?" I ask Sawyer. He doesn't say anything and pushes me in front of him, leading me inside the room. He switches the light on and doesn't close the door, which is a good sign.

I stand awkwardly in the middle of the small room, and look around. I swear I put everything back into it's place; just how anal and precise is Sawyer about everything?

"Go on." Sawyer says, leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. His jaw is set, and his eyes are watching and observing my every move. I feel like I'm under a microscope.

"What?" I question, looking around the room.

"I'm giving you permission to fucking look around, so search." He says with a nod of his head. One side of his mouth curves up, almost evilly. I stay quiet not believing this, there's a catch to this, there has to be. He gives me a "what are you waiting for look".

"What?" He glowers.

"Nothing, it's just, this is weird. I can't do this when you're watching me." I sway back and fourth nervously.

"Why?"

"I find things better when you're not looking." I squeak out, I feel a little exposed.

His expression dulls and I shrug sheepishly. He walks over to his desk and leans forward holding his chair in place.

"Come on, you know you want to." He urges. I look all around the room and I feel my fingers twitch, I hide them behind my back. I look up at Sawyer and his eyes are where my hands were just seconds ago. His green orbs flicker to mine and a smirk makes it's way onto his lips and my face heats up.

"I'm not going to look through your things." I tell him, with a shake of my head.

"Where was that brilliant thought the last time you snooped?" He sneers. He moves to open a nearby drawer.

"Let's start here." He says, moving back to his chair and pointing at the open drawer. "What are you waiting for?" He continues to bait. I so desperately want to look, but I'm not going to give into whatever this thing Sawyer is doing.

"No!" I yell, standing my ground.

"Care to explain why?" Sawyer yells louder. His knuckles are white as he tightens his grip on the chair. I back away a little, towards the door. "Come on, you're twitching. I see the curiosity burning in your eyes." His voice is still raised.

"I don't want to. You have no right or power to make me do something I don't want to do." I continue to yell.

"Are you sure about that?" He sneers.

"I'm leaving." I shout, rolling my eyes. I turn my back to him and start heading out.

"Shut up." He says. I stop in my tracks, and turn to him. Before I can rudely remark the word what, my mouth is covered by Sawyers large hand. I'm pushed back against the wall and he switches off the light. My eyes widen, scared of what Sawyer might do. I try to wiggle out free, but Sawyer is too strong.