sorry bout the wait again guys, just been a bit tired and PLEASE let me know what you think of the book and the characters!
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Emmerson's P.O.V
"GET OFF ME YOU HIPPO!" I screamed at Drake who had me pinned to the ground. I could literally FEEL him smirking behind me and that just got me all the more angry!
"But what if I don't want to?" He asked cockily. I squirmed under his weight, making him groan slightly when I kicked him.
I jumped out from under him and dusted myself off from imaginary dust...at least, I think it is imaginary. Without wasting more of my valuable time I raced off further in to the forest while trying to do two things at once. 1) Run away from Drake and 2) track down that bitch of a friend named Gaby.
I stopped running when I heard the movement in the bushes, I swear to god if that is Gaby again I'm going to kill her. I stepped towards it cautiously, while desperately trying to keep my mind focused on the bush and not the fact the Drake could appear at any given moment.
"Gaby?" I called out nervously, honestly hoping that it was her that was hiding behind there. No-one answered which only made me more nervous about what might happen. Right now, my very 'pleasant' imagination was playing images of me being beaten and murdered right before my eyes, so I just shooed the thoughts away.
I growled at the bush and quickly jumped in to it, while tackling a person to the ground. I looked down at the person's face and immediately started to calm down slightly, seeing that it was Trent. Wait a minute? TRENT! I jumped off of him almost as quickly as I had tackled him and death glared my mate who was pouting at me with them adorable puppy eyes of his.....WAIT! NOT ADORABLE! WHAT AM I THINKING?! Can someone please call a mental hospital for me now?
"Awwww, why'd you get up Emmerson?" He asked; still pouting with them irresistable eyes of his. I looked away from him angrily and I flipped him the bird. That should be enough of an answer shouldn't it?
I heard him chuckle and I quickly shot my eyes towards his figure again. He was giving me a look filled with love and lust and I just decided to give him the finger again. Wow, at this rate I'm going to have to buy myself a bird cage.
While I was contemplating what size of a cage I should get I failed to notice that Trent had gotten to his feet and had his face a couple of inches away from mine. I stepped away from him and he took a step forward, it continued to go like that until I got annoyed and tripped him over.
"Are you turning in to a stalker now?" I asked him with disbelief evident on my features. Trent just chuckled again as he slowly rose to his feet.
"Yes," He answered proudly. Should he be proud of that? "Got to make sure you are friends with people that won't hurt you."
I silently gagged in my head at his comment, but managed to keep it to myself. Why is he being such a possessive brat for?
"Listen. Now!" I barked out; catching Trent by surprise, "I am not a toy, I am not a possession and I am certainly not about to be controlled by you! And if you have a problem with that then you should just leave."
Trent stared in to my eyes with a determined expression sketched on to his face. I swear he looks like a cartoon right now. "No, I don't want to!" He said stubbornly, making me pissed off all the more. I clenched and unclenched my fists in anger. Right now I need to save my energy for Gaby, not for this idiot.
"You really don't want to argue with me at the moment Trent," I growled through clenched teeth. He stepped back from me slightly and I did a small happy dance in my head.....DISCO! BABY DISCO! Oh no, I'm getting distracted again aren't I?
He threw his hands up in the air in defence and smiled slightly. "Not my fault you have anger issues," He said smugly, making me want to tear his throat out. Before he realised anything was happening I had Trent pinned against the tree by his throat. His hand grabbed mine and he tried to pry my fingers away from his neck but I just tightened my hold in anger.
"Take that back. And I will lt you go," I said slowly, like I was talking to a child who didn't want to give up his lolly pop. Yummy lolly pop......NO! Don't get distracted.
"Fine," He breathed out through my death grip, "I'm sorry," I let go of him and he fell to the floor while clutching on to his neck for dear life. I gave him yet again, another bird and walked off in to the forest, hopefully towards the pack house.