He's My Right Kind Of Wrong

He's My Right Kind Of Wrong

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"You're a douche, you know that" I say to him angrily. He suddenly grabs me by the waist and pushes me hard against the wall, he leans in close, placing his head In he crook of my neck, his hot breath tickling me. "Call me whatever you want sweetheart, I know you can't resist me" he whispers huskily Into my ear. He slowly starts trailing kisses down my jaw. "Stop Blake" I stutter, attempting to push him away, but it doesn't work, and he continues. "Just stop", I say with surprising confidence, succeeding to push him away, making him stumble. "You think you can play with any girl you want, but not me, unlike other girls I don't get charmed by your looks. You don't have respect for any girls, you take what you want and leave. I know the real you Blake, so do me a favour and leave me alone" I say staring into his endless green eyes, which hold a hint of hurt in them, but soon turn into anger. "No you don't know the real me Kelsey, you don't" he spits angrily and he walks out the door.
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BOOK #1 in The Fire series TRIGGER WARNING IN SOME CHAPTERS He leans closer, keeping me pinned against the wall with his hands on either side of my head. I glanced at both of them before holding his glare with my own. He was giving me a cold stare, caging me in like an animal. I bit my lip, trying to hold it back. I was never good in situations like these. He stopped leaning forward when his face was just inches from mine. He was trying to make me uncomfortable. Trying to scare me, but he didn't. I wasn't scared of him. I didn't hide my face or get nervous... I just bit my lip harder, trying to hold it in. It would just make things worse for me, I bet. He kept his eyes on mine as I glanced at his friend behind him with his arms crossed and a bored expression on his face. I looked back at the man in front of me. "You shouldn't act that way around me." He says coldly. "I can have you dead right-" I couldn't hold it in. I started laughing. He leans back, shocked, but his face goes into a glare as soon as his friend behind him perks up, watching, interested now. I calm down a little. "I'm sorry." I say, catching my breath. "Continue, Continue." He watched me closely before leaning closer to me again. "I can have you killed-" Suddenly, I lost it again, laughing harder, bending a little to hold my stomach. He punched the wall in an effort to scare me but instead made me laugh even harder, falling to the ground and rolling on my side. Soon I had his friend laughing with me as the man in front of me glared at both of us. "Don't give me that look. She's the one who started laughing." His friend said, wheezing a little bit and trying to stop laughing. I calmed down a bit, standing up to face them, a smile on my face. "Now, if you're done threatening me," I raise an eyebrow. "Or at least trying to. I'll be on my way." With that, I grabbed my backpack, turned my back to them, and walked away.

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