Dominance

Kimberly Feltson

Jason's POV:

Kylie had been constantly nagging about Kimberly. She is so annoying sometimes.

When you ask somebody the same thing over and over for hours, you tend to lose your mind a little. It's just like, I obviously don't want to talk about her, so just stop asking.

"Jason, I deserve to know!" she yelled.

I laughed at her stupidity, "You know what, you don't deserve to know shit. Ever since you've been here, you've wanted to leave. Why the sudden interest in my past now, huh?" I answered back.

She just stood there, speechless. Not a word escaping her lips or blink of an eye.

"And better yet, I'm the one who should be doing the commanding around here, most certainly not you."

"You're right, you shouldn't have to tell me about your past. Because I already know that whoever she was, She's the reason you are who you are today." she exclaimed.

I now was the speechless one. How could one girl, make you want to rip your own head off at the very sound of her voice.

"Shut the fuck up." I barked.

Taken back by my outburst, she took a step back, but soon just rolled her eyes and sat on the couch.

"I hate you." She mumbled. Obviously she thought I didn't hear her, but I did.

She is so stupid, and I'd say it again 1000 times.

Kylie's POV:

That's the last time I try to be helpful around here. This is the first time I've EVER asked something about him, and he throws it back in my face.

I shook my head while grabbing the remote and changing the channel. I didn't really care what I was going to watch, all that was on my mind was Kimberly.

I wanted to know more and as selfish as that sounds, I'm kind of jealous of her.

It seems like it'd be amazing to have that kind of an impact on any boy, especially on Jason.

He is so attractive, yet such a dick.

Jason's POV:

As I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off, all I could think about was Kimberly.

Why did Tyler have to say her name, he knows how I get when she's brought up. Now I have Kylie on my ass about her and I hate it!

I guess I did kind of go over the top with Kylie. She had a point, and if she's going to be mine, she's gonna find out soon enough.

I sighed and got dressed, walking downstairs.

I noticed that she had fallen asleep watching some love story movie that I probably would've hated.

She was wrapped up in a ball, her knees tucked into her chest with her arms clamped around them.

Her hair had fallen in front of her face, so I decided to move it out of the way. She was beautiful, stunning actually. I don't know why I had to be so mean towards her, all she was trying to do was care.

That's my problem, I push people away who care for me, which sucks ass.

When I touched her face, it was freezing. She had to be extremely cold without a blanket. So I looked around, trying to find one and couldn't see any in sight. So I took a deep breath and laid down behind her.

I wrapped my arms around her torso, and intertwined our legs. She shifted a bit turning around to face me, but still fast asleep.

"What am I going to do with you.." I whispered more to myself than anybody.