Protective

Again that part of me was hoping... wishing I would see those green eyes that belonged to the boy who saved me, hurt me, and let me go.

"Thank you for coming." I whispered to Five, who was now leaning over me, inches from my lips. "I wouldn't leave you Janessa, you that right?" He replied in a soft voice. I looked at him unconvined.

"Not now, not ever." He continued

Janessa has always felt like she wasn't loved and wanted, but then she met a boy. They fought, a lot. They threw more than insults to each other. But they had a bond, so entirely strong.