Bad Boy Detox

"Didn't I tell you not to go out with him?" he growled, he was breathing on my lips, he was -as of now-impossible to tame. "Answer me Emily! Goddammit!" he scowled.

"Kiaden-"

"Answer me please..." he pleaded. "I thought you understood when I told you that I liked you last night." he groaned. "I thought I made it clear to you last night that you're mine." I felt his body stiffen and he froze.

He never- He wouldn't- I would've- but I was drunk last night.

Before I knew it, he moved closer to me, his eyes was looking straight at mine, he was holding my waist, pulling me closer to him. "Look through my eyes, tell me what you see, Barbie." he demanded. "tell me.." I sighed and stared deep into his brown hazel orbs.

Damn. "Love, passion, anger, frustration, and-"

"And what, baby?" he smirked, brushing his nose on mine.

"Jealousy." I let out and kissed him. He immediately pulled away and chuckled.

"Clever. Then why did you hang out with him even though I clearly told you not to?"

Play him Emily, Don't give him satisfaction. Don't. "Because he's attractive" I breathed. He pulled away from my body angrily and quickly ran away. I giggled in satisfaction.

"BULLSHIT!" He screamed through the school hallways. Wait, I should probably chase him now... after all, he was mine and I was his, and he broke my bad boy detox.