Killing For Love

Chapter 27

Megan POV

     I finally manage to stop crying, but that doesn't stop the wave of new anger washing over me.

     "How dare Julia kiss MY boyfriend?! She has a bunch of online playboys to fuck with! Why my boyfriend? Why?!" I fume internally.

     "We should probably go back inside." I decide, starting towards the door.

     Before I can get very far, Dean catches my arm and pulls me back.

     "Maybe we should skip for the rest of the day." He suggests, looking at me in concern.

     I'm sure I look absolutely terrible right now, with my red puffy eyes and smudged makeup. Still, there's no way that I can skip. My mother would kill me if she finds out.

     "No," I say, shaking my head. "I can't do that. Plus, if Julia sees that I left, that will just give her power. I want to prove to her that I'm stronger than she thinks I am."

     "Alright, but remember, I'm only a text away. If you need me for any reason at all, text me and I'll be at your door in seconds." Dean says, smirking slightly.

     "Okay." I nod slowly.

     This will be a loooong two periods....

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     After math and tech design (which both took approximately a century and a half to get through), it is finally the end of the school day.

     Dean and I start walking back to my house, but a familiar trio approaches us.

     "Dean? Why didn't you come back to the group at lunch? I missed you." Julia wines, completely ignoring me.

     That. Fucking. Bitch.

     "Go to hell Julia." Dean growls, tightening his grip on my hand and starts to walk away.

     "No actually, I think Megan should go to hell. After all, she is your ex, and I'M your girlfriend." Julia protests slyly.

     Dean abruptly whirls around, and glares daggers at Julia.

     "You are NOT my girlfriend. I will never be with you. Megan is the only girl for me. I. Love. HER." He snarls, letting go of my hand, and instead clenches his fists.

     "Don't you know about Branden though?" Julia asks innocently, tilting her head.

    "Yeah. He and Megan were friends, until he disappeared." Dean says sharply.

     "Oh, they were more than friends. Not even a week ago they had sex." She says lightly, finally looking at me with a smirk.

     "WHAT?! No we didn't! I'm still a fucking virgin!" I yell, feeling my face heat up.

     I look up at Dean, half expecting to see him glaring down at me. Instead, he's glaring at Julia with so much intensity in his eyes, that I'm surprised Julia's head hasn't exploded yet.

     "And what proof do you have of that?" Dean asks in a slow and menacing way.

     "Oh, you don't need proof to tell that Megan is a straight out slut." Julia reasons in a 'this is perfectly logical and obvious' sort of way.

     Honestly, I kind of really fucking hope Dean IS a murderer, because right now I really want to see Julia laying on the ground, surrounded by a pool of her own blood.

     Dean slowly starts pacing towards Julia, with his eyes a pair of blazing blue flames.

     "Don't you dare call my girlfriend a slut. You say one more bad thing about her, and I will cut your tongue out." He says in a voice so quiet, that I almost didn't hear him.

     Julia starts to back up, her expression changing from triumphantly seductive, to slightly nervous.

     "She doesn't deserve you Dean. You can do so much better, just come with me." Julia pleads, giving him a small smile.

     "No." Dean says in a deadly serious way. "Now, if I were you, I would run as far away from me as possible. You are going to regret messing with Megan and I."

     "But Dean, I-" Julia starts.

     "Leave. Or. Die." Dean says in a low voice, giving them all dark looks.

     Julia stares at him a moment longer, then turns around and bolts in the opposite direction. Danyelle and Damian follow her a moment later.

     Dean turns back to me, and I figure now is a good time to blurt out the truth.

     "Dean, I swear I didn't have sex with Branden! He and I never-" I am cut off by Dean pressing his lips against mine.

     When he pulls back, he smirks at me, then says. "I trust that you never even kissed Branden. I know for a fact that I am your first kiss, and I am going to make it a fact that you're going to lose your virginity to me. Very. Soon."

     My body is heating up like a furnace, and I'm pretty sure my face is turning as red as a tomato.

     Dean leans closer to me, his eyes glittering with lust, then says quietly.

     "Why don't we go back to your house, and prove exactly how wrong Julia is about us?"