By tayxwriter
Summary:
I attempt to step around him but he grips my wrist and pushes my back against the wall, holding me in place as his chest rises and falls with rapid breaths which fan me with the scent of henny and cigarettes. "You're mine, dammit" - He slams his hand against the wall beside my head - "Mine! They're all fucking dirty pricks and I don't want their eyes on you!"