| chapter song: slow motion - trey songz |
| dedication: psychvtic - for the smokey cover xx |
He had me on lock down, in more ways than one with his hands firmly placed on my thighs and with his cold stare. I tried to wiggle out of his hold but it was to no avail- it only led to him pulling me closer into him, almost crushing me into his chest.
"You are insane," I breathed out, gawking down at him incredulously. He wasn't okay in the head right now and maybe, just maybe, Brandon had given him a good one.
"Never been as sane as I am right now," Link scoffed, his hands around my waist digging into me. I blinked a few times and then decided to wiggle some more.
Link shook his head at me. "You should really stop doing that," he tutted.
I glared down at him. "Why?"
"It's annoying," he said on a sigh.
I stopped moving around and thought to think through a plan strategically. If I just spat on his face and then pinched his cheeks and then—.
I was suddenly hauled upwards and I let out a small scream. Link stood, with my legs dangling down his sides and he was smiling down at me widely. I shook my head at him slowly, mentally firing wide erratic threats his way. If he didn't put me down in one second...
"You have something that I want."
I reared my head back so quickly, that I actually thought I heard a snap. "What do I have?"
Link just let out a chuckle, his chest rumbling up against mine. "Why did you follow me here?" Link suddenly asked.
I frowned down at him, placing my hands on his shoulders to stop myself from falling backwards. Or worse, closer into him. "You didn't look so great back there and I didn't want Palmer to see you."
"Could you put me down now?" I asked him, trying to pull one of my thighs out of his hold.
"No. Just carry on playing nurse."
I narrowed my eyes down and glared into his dancing eyes. He was getting a kick of out this. "I'm just going to leave and forget you even exist."
Link's upper lip curled into a smile. "Hard to do that when I'm your nightmare."
"Don't flatter yourself." I scoffed, moving out roughly in hopes of escaping from him. I felt his hands slip and just before I could jump at the chance, he roughly pushed me against the counter.
"Oh, so is it my sister that haunts you in your sleep?"
I stopped moving around. He took that as an advantage and pushed me further backwards, causing me to knock over a few cutleries. "Oh my god." I gasped out, my hands flying everywhere resulting in more mess. Odd things that were on the counter all fell down to the floor, making sure to make an ear-shattering sound as they made their landing.
I snapped my head back at Link and saw that he was enjoying this. "You think this is funny?" I hissed at him, clawing at his face with my fingers. Luckily for him, he moved his face away just in time.
"Chill," he said, his hands tightening around me again.
I shook my head quickly at him, refusing to be a participant in this game. "No, no you don't get to do this anymore. I have to clean up the mess."
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Every Father scowls at him. Every Mother prays from him. Every boy hates him. And every girl stays away from him. Because he was Link Dane. That one boy who seemed even more messed up than imaginable. And then there's Orianna, who wishes she could...