You are Mine
1058 Words
Matt's POV
If that b***h thinks she can leave me, she has another thing coming.
bang bang
Me and Naomi have been playing these little games ever since we were in high school, and this time she went too far. She knew I was in love with her, but she just kept playing with my heart. "How much can one man take before he says enough is enough?" The last straw was when she broke up with me out of the blue.
Bang
One night she came home drunk. I was waiting for her at her front door, right and she had the nerves to tell me to get lost. She broke up with me right there and at first I accepted it, but when you really think about it, why should I?
She is mine.
"Naomi? Open up. I need to talk to you."
bang bang bang
I try to calm down as she opens the door. She was on the phone.
Who is she on the phone with? Some new boo?
"Matt"
"What do you want? Get lost, she said "we're over."
I pushed my way into her apartment.
I had been drinking enough to kill a small horse and then some, but that was the furthest thing on my mind. Werewolves don't get drunk easily on that human stuff, unless we drink the special stuff made for us and tonight I had the pleasure of getting my hands on some.
"Where is he?"
"Where is who?"
"The bastard you left me for?"
"What are you talking about, please leave now or..."
"OR what?"
"Matt, please just leave."
" NO...I've decided that I'm not letting you go, you little b***h" I said. I took a big step toward her as I closed the gap between us. She tried to move back but I pulled her into a rough kiss. She bites down on my lips, drawing blood before my wolf takes over and punches her in that beautiful face of hers.
Blood filled my nostrils as the blow knocked her to the ground, and I towered over her as she passed out.
"You're not so tough now?" I said to her as she lay there unconscious.
This b***h has been leading me on since high school and she thinks I don't know that she's using me, but I do and I'm going to teach her a lesson.
"You are mine!"
Naomi's POV
When I came to, I was still lying on the floor of my little apartment. The door was wide open and it was much darker outside than before. I winched as I put my hand over my right eye, it was now black and blue and my bottom lip was busted. I picked up my phone, which now had a cracked screen, and slowly stood up.
"Get me a beer." Matt said coldly as I realized he was still here and sitting on my small couch watching me.
"What are you still doing here, Matt?" I said, my voice laced with ice.
"I am not going anywhere, Noami. You are mine and I've decided that I want you back and that is that," he said as he ran his dirty hands through his dirty red hair.
I got up and went to the refrigerator to fetch him a beer. I glared at him as I handed him the beer, as I turned and left.
"Where are you going?" he said to me.
"The bathroom."
"Leave your phone."
"NO"
"Give me the phone, Naomi." he barked, and I ran to the bathroom with the phone in my hand.
"I will break this door down if you do not come out and take your beating."
I panicked. "Who should I call to help me?" I thought as I scrolled through my phone contacts.
"You are mine b***h!"
I stared at the phone. I f****d up... from the day I gave in and said I would date that bastard. I sighed and began to cry as Matt banged on the bathroom door violently.
I closed my eyes and wished for a miracle. I feel ashamed that this is happening to me. I was used to having guys fall head over heels for me and do anything I wanted. I was the one that was in control, not them. So why was I stuck in my little run-down bathroom, fearing for my life over a bruit I used to control?
I thought about Nathaniel and how I used to treat him and I cried harder. Karma was coming for me and I wasn't sure I wanted to fight it.
"Don't give up! You were a bad person but you have grown and you...we don't deserve this." Rose links me.
"Thanks girl, but how do we get out of this mess?" I asked her glad she was back with me and I wasn't alone, at least I had Rose.
The door makes a cracking sound as Matt bangs harder and harder and I look around for anything that I can use as a weapon to get out of this situation.
If I don't do something, I fear that I will end up with a silver knife in my gut.
I picked up my phone and managed to get it to work. I flip through all the contacts and finally land on the one contact I know can get the job done...but I regret having to dial this number. I hesitate. I kick myself for putting myself in this situation and because I'm about to do something I never thought I would do in a million years.
The phone rings.
"He will come, won't he?" I asked Rose, but I got no reply. She left me once again to deal with Matt by myself. Sure, I made the mess, but that fickle b***h could at least be here with me for moral support.
"Hello?" the person on the other side of the phone said with a sexy, brooding voice.
"I know I am the last person you want to hear from..." I told the person on the other side of the line. "But I'm in big trouble and I have no one to turn to...I need your help." I tried not to sound too faze.
Bang bang bang..."who are you talking to.. remember b***h, You are mine..."
"And please hurry..."
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