Dynlin Town

Chapter XVI- The Kiss

"Samuels."- I called encouraging his presence, I didnt waste anymore time and faced the corrupted football captain slowly getting up from the floor from a ball position.

Lesson one: Do not, I said DO NOT let your opponent disappear from your line of sight.

"Samuels, You go home and meet me tomorrow in the feilds."- I wont let Micaiah get involve in this brawl but this whole madness wont be kept a secret.

Clinton was already standing but was facing away from us. I was waiting for him to look over his shoulder but that didnt happen as he suddenly leapt on our direction scaring the shit out of us as if he already know that we were anticipating for his next move.

"Go! I'll explain everything tomorrow! Go!"- I pushed him everytime I say the word 'go'. Clinton was obviously after me as his punch was aimed at my direction.

Lesson two: Do not let the weak wonder or fight on their own.

I dont have this regeneration for nothing. I can handle myself, unlike Micaiah. Eventhough Micaiah and Clinton has the same height and body traits, Clinton, being his possessed self, will fight him with the intention to kill and wont hold back, while Micaiah will only focus on defence because he dont want to hurt his friend, at least on purpose.

At least thats what I thought.

Micaiah punched Clinton so strong he went unconscious before he even hit the ground.

"Thats for cheating on Audrey."

I just stood there unmoving with my mouth wide open and the same goes with my eyes. I snapped my head towards Micaiah and looked at him with  narrowed eyes unable to form words, he just shrugged at my antics.

"What? Im in love with the girl."-He said as if hes talking about the weather. I just formed my lips like a 3 and furrowed my brows.

"Is this some sappy romance soap opera that im not involve?"- I muttered more like to myself and I dont care if he heard me or not at this point. Hearing this, Micaiah laughed whole heartedly while I just rollled my eyes. I couldnt help but be bitter. How come with all these guys and none of them are even genuinely into me? At least not that im aware of.

I sighed.

Specially that certain Harrison.

Speaking of him, he's still in danger.

"Trust me, little girl, you dont wanna get involve in this R18 romance soap opera."- He patted my shoulder in a reassuring manner.

I sighed again and slumped my shoulders, slouching in an unladylike manner and faced him.

"I honestly dont care anymore at this point but I still have a town to save and I need your help."- He raised a brow at this. Okay, this is the tough part;

Explaining.

"Look around you."- I motioned Clintons bleeding car and the open and stinking manhole and an unconscious Clinton in front of us.

"Theres more there is to that. Theres an alein or unknown creature out there possessing random dudes and kidnapping girls for some reason."- I said as I ran out of breath at the last word resulting my voice to crack at the end. He looked at me his brows now furrowed.

"You know, I dont believe you right?"

"Of course you wont! At least not that easily so im gonna show you."- I took a step back and looked around. We stood there for atleast more than a awkward minute until Micaiah spoke hesitantly.

"Uhhh-Are you suppose to do something?"

"Uuuuwwwuuu"- A groan was heard from the knocked out male that was now waking up resulting for me and Micaiah to snap our head towards Clintons direction.

To my horror Clinton was still possessed!

He roared and jumped at Micaiah as soon as he laid eyes? on him and started punching him. Micaiah was under him and struggling to cover the other male's punches. I was hyperventilating and was just watching the two fight with wide eyes. I was paralyzed in my spot.

"A little help here before I lose a teeth please."- Micaiah sarcastically begged me. Immediately I felt my body sprang to action as if it was the magic word to stop the paralysis spell that has been cast onto me and gave me strength to try to pry Clinton away from him by pulling onto Clintons Jersey jacket. Without hesitation Micaiah punched Clinton in the face that made the male stumble back but Micaiah's next blow has been captured by Clinton as he hold onto his fist.

I scream in horror as Clinton broke Micaiah's arm with his knees while Micaia's fist was held firmly by the other male. Micaiah let out a blood curdling scream as he fell into his knees clutching onto his now broken arm. Clinto was still holding into Micaiah's fist with a firm grip as I couldnt take it anymore and ram my body against the rock hard side of Clinton just to make him let go but instead off letting go Clinton dragged Micaiah with him as he stumble a little from the impact. Micaiah let out a cry that made my heart crack a little.

Fuck! What should I do. I felt tears stating to poke into my eyes. I couldn't cry now because if I cry It means that I already lost. But I dont know what to do. Clinton is unstoppable, if knocking him out is not working then what?! If I try to attack him he'll only drag Micaiah with him thus inflicting him further damage than Micaiah already has! I have to do something, something and fast! The only idea that is left inside my stupid head is...

A kiss?!

A stupid, lousy kiss?!

I think I had enough romance novels and tv shows my entire life.

I was snapped out of my thoughts as I heard another one of those screams that'll probably give you a high blood pressure.

Fuck! here goes nothing.

I dashed to Clinton and practically literally clung into him like a monkey, no, a koala would (koalas more cuter) and rammed my lips against his. I heard a gasp behind me. I ignored it as I focused all my energy to move my lips and not to cringe, cower or pull back as I have to execute an open mouthed kiss because I believe the spit is the cure and a simple peck will result to humanity's abomination.

I can literally feel his lips move in sync with mine which I guess is a good thing. I felt a hand at the back of my head as it pull on my hair making me open my mouth wider. Kissing feels disgusting yet strangely, I dont wanna pull away. Feeling someones teeth, tasting someones spit and playing with someone tongue-- I flinched and pulled away immediately as Clintons tonge had poke my swollen wisdom tooth! I looked up as I cradle my right jaw with my right hand to glare at him and surprisingly Clinton was looking back at me with a toothly grin on his face.

HE'S NO LONGER POSSESSED!!

IT WORKED!!

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