Nina Kobly lives on the bad side of Cincinnati, Ohio; where she tries to pursue her dreams of escaping daily struggles while meeting Jon Alter, who prefers to be called Dean and encountering fragile situations with a friend who likes to be called Ph...
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In a split second the world went dark, everything was in slow motion.
My eyes went straight to Jim. I never understood what he wanted from me. What was the whole point to this sudden, random obsession with me. He paid no mind to the staring match of Phil and Dean but instead looked at me. It was different seeing him up-close; with his facial piercings and tattoos and rainbow colored hair, like a My Little Pony turned white trash. I could see it all over him.
In this moment and time I felt no fear. Of course though I did feel like I was getting hot flashes, or I could pass out any minute from an internal panic attack.
But here I was standing tall. I could not hear if words were said or have been said between Phil, Jim or the two friends behind him. I glanced to see one still in the drivers seat paying no issue to the situation and the other holding the van door back from sliding closed whilst he also glared at Dean.
"Nina, I need to talk to you for a minute,"
"She's not going anywhere with you, Starboy."
I finish my slow motion assessment and go back into reality of Phil and Dean. Just then my attention going back to Jim and his suspicious moves.
I see Jim randomly put his hand in his right pants pocket scratching himself. He then started to sway from one foot to the other waiting for any moment to pounce. He looked up catching me staring at him just as I quickly retracted to the ground. Never leaving his eyes off of me, though. I looked at the gravel below me hoping it would help me act like what was going on at the moment wasn't real. I felt the little but healing bruise that I had on my eye hurt. It was like a thumb was pressed on the purple mark, pushing it and agitating it.
"Last time I checked ( mocks last name) , she's not your property and can do whatever she pleases."
(Nickname last name) ? Did he just nickname Dean's last name. I can only mention one time when Dean ever talked about his full name.. his real name to be exact. I felt his left hand move to wrap around my waist, instantly pulling me behind him,
"Now, now, we aren't on a nickname basis, princess pill head. What are you really here for?" with fun in his tone. His voice purred with confidence and... sarcasm? Is he joking?
"Alright, ya got me." answers Phil with just as much sarcasm.
Do they enjoy playing this game of "lets be passive aggressive?" Because I really don't.
"you and me. I wanna match,"
I jump, "What? NO!" Before I could stop myself. Phil's guys hum in agreement and satisfaction
My head snaps to an emotionless Dean which made me already know his answer. He looked like he was possibly thinking the same thing, but he wouldn't, right?
This is what Phil wants, Dean is no match for Phil. He is dangerous, compulsive, threatening and everything else that he is known for in this fucking town. He would do anything to get his way and destroy anyone who gets in his way. He wants it all. I've discovered that when I started to get to know him. Now after meeting Dean, I can't let this happen. He is not trained, he is not ready..
