The Bad Ones

"All for you I'll take a slug baby" He winked at her and licked his lips. She rolled her eyes obviously not entertaining him and began to walk away from him. He began to think if he should go after her or let her go.

He suddenly grabs her wrist and spins her around so she can face him. They were only inches away from each other's faces. She smelled his cologne from his shirt from where she was standing.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked her with that cute little smirk on his face that she just wanted to smack off. She escaped his grip from her wrist and stepped back, creating more space between them.

"Somewhere where you aren't around" she suddenly said sternly. His cocky demeanor made her exasperated and she just couldn't stand him. She began to walk towards the door. Tired of the disrespect, he pulled her by her arm and grabbed her by neck, in a choking way but not hard enough where he would actually strangle her. He pinned her against the wall and came close to her face. He leaned in real close almost as if he was going to kiss her, but his lips made their way to her ear.

"You're messing with the wrong one, love." He whispered. His minty breath sent chills down her spine and she couldn't describe the feeling he had just made her feel.