"You're not going. No." I was serious and she needed to get that through her thick skull. My tone was forceful and strong.
How could she think it was even an option. Allison would only make the trip more stressful for me. I would have to worry about her getting hurt the entire time. The betas want me and they are willing to do anything to get me, obviously. If they took Lydia because they knew she meant a lot to me, imagine what they would do to Allison. She would be used as bait. They could kill her and I wouldn't allow that.
"I'm going and you can't stop me." She shot back coldly.
She wasn't just going to let this go easily but neither was I. Two stubborn people trying to get their way... The outcome would never turn out well. Not here though. Not in front of everyone, out in the open.
"Let's go outside. Now." Before she had the chance to even move, I grabbed her arm and pulled her along with me.
I dragged her through the hallways until we finally reached the only room I knew would be appropriate to "talk" in.
There's so much anger built up inside of me that I basically break the door open and lock it behind me as quickly as I possibly can. This is a side affect of being a monster. The anger turns to rage easily which turns to aggression. It's like I'm on steroids except I don't have an exceptionally small-
"What is this place?" She asks me.
"An old conference room that they just never got rid of and- Wait this isn't even important. Allison, no."
Almost. She almost avoided the situation. Smart.
I sigh and run my fingers through my hair slowly. Any attempt to calm down enough to keep myself from getting in a fight. I just want to get my point across not lose Allison for good. She sits down as I stand in front of her. God I need to calm down.
"I'm going Scott."
"No. Allison. No. You want to to be honest from now on right? No restrictions," She nods and bites her lip. Why does she do that. God it gets to me. Suddenly I can't handle the space between us. When she bites her lip I can't keep myself away from her it's like I have to kiss her. No. Not right now. This is important Scott. "The truth is you're not going. Even if I have to chain you down. I'm not trying to be a jerk but I can't stand one minute just thinking about something happening to you."
"Neither can I. When you leave without me I worry that I'm going to get a 'Sorry but umm he's dead' from Derek." I can still hear her voice cracking even though she speaks in a whisper.
I look down at her almost begging. "Do this for me. If you're okay then I'm okay. Please. I can't worry about you and save Lydia."
"Why do you do that?"
What the hell is she talking about?
"Do what?"
"Put everything on yourself. Lydia gets taken, must be Scott's fault. Allison gets depressed, Scott's fault. A hurricane destroys a squirrels tree in Miami and that's your fault somehow too."
"That's no true I-"
"We both know who you really blame for what happened that night and then what happened a few days ago."
Just by mention of everything that happened, I can feel the tears forming in my eyes. I turn and clench my fists tightly. Maybe the physically pain can drown out what I'm feeling. It's all my fault. All of it. I have proof. I blame myself because it's my fault. All of this it's my fault. I ruined her life and I ruined my own. No one is to blame besides me. When I feel her hand against my back, my body relaxes. I can breathe again. My anchor has saved me yet again.
I turn around and look into her golden brown eyes. The eyes that have kept me from going insane countless times. The only eyes that I wish to see for the rest of my life. She uses her hand to wipe what's left of my tears and I let it out once again. This shouldn't be happening but I want it to. I'm so sick of holding my emotions in around her. She's the only one who can truly help me anyways.
My eyes close slowly at her touch when I feel her hand on the back Of my neck. She pulls me to her lips and I let her because there's nothing that I want more in this world than the comfort of her lips against mine.
There it is. Once again. That spark. The love and pure passion. The feeling of needing more as My lips desperately crash against hers.
I needed this.
After a minute or two, I pull her to my arms tightly. This is what I've been searching for this whole time. This kind of love that I have always felt with her. I feel it again. Allison Argent, the girl of my dreams is here in my arms and I don't have to let her go this time.
"I'll go home and let you go alone."
I tighten my arms around her. "Thank you." I whisper.
