Wrong love.

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"I should probably get going." My laughter died down as I sighed, pushing myself off from the small couch Natasha and I were cuddled up on.

"But you just got here." Nat pouted, pulling me back down on the couch and into her arms.

I tossed my head back with a laugh, "Nat I've been here since this morning. Chase is probably wondering where I am."

Nat let out a loud groan of protest, "Fuck that asshole."

"Nat!" I laughed loudly, hitting her shoulder as she pulled me closer to her.

"I'm just saying, you could find someone so much better. Someone who knows you and cares about you. Someone who would risk their life for you in a heartbeat and want to give you the life you've always wanted." The green eyed girl spoke softly, pushing a few strands of my hair out of my face, both of us getting closer to each other.

"And where might I find someone like that?" I whispered, wrapping my hand around her neck and fiddling with her baby hairs.

"Sometimes the person you need is right in front of you." Nat told me softly.

"You're something else, Tasha." I giggled under my breath once Nat pulled me on her lap. Both of us didn't break the intense eye contact we were making, faces getting closer together I was starting to succumb to her gentle touch.

My phone began ringing as soon as our lips were mere inches apart, startling both of us as I fell off the couch.

"Hey Chase." I breathed standing up and smoothing our my clothes, "Yeah I'm with Nat. Oh. Yeah I'll be home soon. Okay, yeah. Bye."

"What did the ass want?" Nat clenched her jaw.

"He wants me home and I really have to go. I'll text you."

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"Where the hell have you been?" Chase spat venomously as soon as I locked the front door behind me.

"I've been with Natasha." I told him quietly, digging my nails into the skin of my arm as my heart started beating wildly against my chest.

"Of course you were with that slut!" He growled, pushing me against the wall as his vice like grip squeezed my arms.

"She's not a slut!" I defended my best friend, whimpering when his grip tightened.

"You are mine! You belong to me! I don't want you hanging around that whore anymore!" Saliva flew out of his mouth as he growled, pinning his body against mine so I couldn't move.

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