The Russian Storm

Chapter 4

Well I won't bore you with all the class lectures I got this morning, so lets just skip to lunch. Making my way to my locker with Tony in tow, I see no sign of King, and Im quite happy with that. According to Tony, Elijah is normally not around very often at lunch, so he has to be up to something. Ill find out about it soon enough, secrets don't end well for me, especially if they belong to the ex-champion. For now we just go outside and eat under a tree, Tony actually isnt too bad, we joked around and laughed until we were so rudely interrupted.
     One minute I was dry and laughing, then next im soaked and hear someone laughing from behind me. Slowly, ever so slowly I stand up, taking in slow and steady breaths, I turn around to see none other than Queen Bitch from this morning.
     "Listen up bitch, stay away from Elijah, he is mine! Not like he'd want someone like you anyway, but back off!" A smug look crosses her face as she crosses her arms attempting to talk down to me.
    "Oh hun, I didnt realize you were blind and retarded! I dont give a shit about 'your man' but you should probably be talking to him about keeping it in his pants rather than screaming at me." I respond trying my best to maintain my anger. My arms are crossed and my posture is relaxed, but my eyes are a dead give away that im still fuming right now. Tony is standing by, waiting to see how this will play out and not wanting to step into my line of fire unless needed.
    "You Bitch!!!" She screams as she lunges at me with her hand in some sort of clawing strike? What is she gonna do scratch me? I dont wait long enough to find out, as instincts take over and i step to the side, sending her to the ground. I take her moment of shock into my advantage and jump ontop of her. Have i mentioned i have some anger issues? No? Well I do. Not even aware of what im really doing i throw punch after punch, the feeling in my hands letting me know im hitting someone. I can hear someone scream in agony but i dont currently care. I feel hands try to grab my arms and stop me but i blindly punch towards them and make contact effectively pushing them off. I continue my assult until i feel strong arms wrap around my waist, picking me up and trapping me against someones chest.
   I squirm around in their hold trying to losen their grip on me so i can turn to face them, possibly to attack them as well. Unfortunately, with each movement i make their hold just gets tighter and brings me farther into their chest. So i stop moving, I close my eyes, and i breath. Ive calmed down somewhat, not much, but enough to be able to comprehend my surroundings and not murder someone accidently. Assuming im in Tony's hold i dont bother trying to get free anymore, and decide a better idea would be to see the damage i caused and who was around to see. Looking around the group, I see that bitch that threw water on me (I really need to figure out her name), all her friends, and Tony sprawled across the ground? Who the fuck is holding me?!?!
   "Aww babe, Im flattered that you'd fight over me" a husky voice mumbles in my ear, running his nose up my neck. Well that answers that question.
   "Dont be hun, I didnt almost kill your girlfriend because of you, now get the fuck off of me" I growl out, and wait for him to let go.
   "She isnt my girlfriend, and I rather like this position, now why dont you be a good girl, and give me a kiss for my reward" Elijah says in a seductive tone as he turns me around to face him.
    "Reward? For what?"
    "Breaking up your little fight of course" he smirks and leans his head down, clearly thinking I wouldnt resist him. I lean forward, and put my arms around his shoulders, which makes him smirk even more.
    "I knew you couldnt resist me" he states cockily."
   "Aww sweetheart I never could" i say in an overly sweet voice, fluttering my lashes for effect, and before he could do anything, I quickly bring my knee up to connect with his lower regions, "I need your title, and that would require me to get close enough to punch you" I finish off smartly and turn away, grabbing Tony on the way head back to my locker.
    I lean Tony against the wall so im not holding him up anymore, looking at him i can see that i connected with his jaw during that whole ordeal. I grab his face lightly and move his jaw around, he winces from the sudden contact but it isnt too bad and will just leave a nasty bruise.
   "My bad, sorry. You should be fine though" I apologize half-heartedly, i mean its not like i asked him to step in.
  "Yeah, Thanks. You know your really small, but god damn do you pack a punch" he saids as he stands up holding his jaw, " glad your fighting for me instead of against me then" he finishes with a chuckle, only to wince at the movement in his jaw.
   "Yeah, lucky you" I chuckle.

      Hello hello hello!! I know I havent been uploading and I am sorry for that. Im not sure where to take this story, so im just making it up as I go! Have a good day!!