High Buns, Suitcases and Cigars

High Buns Suitcases and Cigars | 13

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Rowen yanked the boy, Jace, off me before his fist connected with his face. He barely gave him time to react before he grabbed him by the front of his shirt and opened the door, throwing him out.

"Don't ever think to come near this house again!" He yelled, seething.

I slowly pushed myself up, shaking.

"Tha-"

He'd cut me off, still angry, as he marched over to me.

"You need to fucking learn how to defend yourself better! Not always can someone save you." He said.

Speechless, I stood, mouth open. Did he really just say that? Did he just fucking tell me to defend my self better? How the hell could I when a heavy-ass boy was straddling me?

Rolling my hands into tight fists, I closed the distance between Rowen and I.

"And tell me, how exactly was I supposed to do that when he was straddling me down?!" I spat. "How can you be so inconsiderate? I fucking fought him off the best I could. And tell me, what the hell was you doing while I was being attacked? Sleeping? Or did you hear what was going on and didn't fucking care?"

I was furious now. Vexed. Pissed the fuck off. I wanted to punch his lights out, or rather, punch his head off.

Before I could register what I was doing, I swung my fist into his left cheek, knocking him back. He clutched it, hissing in pain.

"Shit! What the hell Marnie?"

I glared at him. "That's for being a fucking bitch."

His hand still cradled his reddening cheek in one hand as he stepped towards me.

"I was upstairs, dealing with my own shit okay? I would've come down sooner, bu-"

"But nothing!" I said, cutting him off. "Bullshit bullshit and more bullshit, all the fuck you do is care about yourself and no one else."

I must've hit a nerve, because his eyes hardened, and his whole body tensed. His face became flushed, making his appearance more frightening.

"I don't care? I don't fucking care?!" He roared. "I was upstairs trying to fucking stop them from taking you! They saw you when I opened the door, and said I could pay them by letting them have you for four fucking nights! Four! Do you think you could handle that? Huh? Raped repeatedly for four days? I stopped them, or was trying! SO I FUCKING CARE!" He yelled.

I stood, stunned. And speechless. Raped for four days? To pay off his debt? I.. no words could form. I wanted to thank him and scream at him at the same time.

He stared, his chest heaving violently as he tried to calm down.

"Cat got your tongue, huh?" He said, mocking me.

Still speechless, I looked at him. I looked at him for a good while, not saying nothing.

Then I uttered ten words that I've never said to anyone before.

"I don't know what I would do without you Rowen."

Author's Note: 0_0 ohh shat!