REBELS

Episode 14

"Go away," he said "what?" Leave me, you have to go. But then you come back for me, bring the FBI and find me! save us! She screamed out each word with difficulty, the man holding her completely preventing her from taking another step and all she did was wriggle for him to let go. I shook my head, not wanting to leave without her. Please. Try it. You have to save us.

She was the one who let go of my hand and made herself fully grasped. He had nothing to lose by trying to escape. I was sure they were going to catch me but I had to try for her. He didn't want to leave her, but he also didn't want to go to jail for not paying for an heirloom.

I ran to the huge gate that was being closed at that moment. I had not seen any car enter. I looked back and saw two guards chasing me.

Shit, s**t. She had to get to the exit. I fixed my gaze forward again, but I was scared to see a male silhouette, but I was happy to see that he was not wearing the guard suit that my pursuers were wearing.

His back was to me and as if he felt my gaze on him, he turned around.

I got to the gate after it was fully closed.

"There will be this, please," I said, agitated and desperate. I turned to look at the boy. Help me," I asked. Please that there will be this.

Just at that moment all the guards chasing me had arrived. Instinctively, I went to hide behind the boy because he didn't seem like a bad person to me.

-What's going on here? she asked in a demanding tone. Her voice sounded so sexy to me that she completely shook me.

"I'm sorry for this reception, but she broke grandmother's vase, sorry, your grandmother," one of the guards responded respectfully. I barely heard the first sentence she said because she, really, she had a very good image in front of my eyes.

Wow…

"Great-grandmother's," corrected another.

-As? —Said the boy with confusion, he looked at me over his left shoulder in search of an explanation, he did it so unexpectedly that he discovered me staring at the back of him, I hid it quickly.

I hesitated a bit before speaking.

"I didn't want to, I didn't know and... it was an accident," I assured him, he turned around completely, straightening up and showing how intimidating he could be. I just want to go," I added when I noticed that he didn't say anything to me. He just looked at me. His light brown eyes were looking at me so fixed that I felt a chill because of that look, it wasn't out of fear, of course not.

The boy was tall, broad-shouldered, and slim-waisted without being bulky.

Just by looking at him you could already tell that he spent a lot of time in the gym. She had the most perfect face that I had ever had the opportunity to appreciate before. Her nose was sharp, beautiful. Her eyes were a deep honey color, with darker irises. The moment she blinked I caught a glimpse of her short lashes, but that wasn't a problem because she had thick, dark eyebrows, giving her a grim and dangerous look. The root of her hair was brown and at the top it was a dark blonde which was much longer and more voluminous while at the back it was short. Her hair looked messy, as if she had run her hand through it several times.

Her lips were pink and full, she kept a serious line as she watched me.

The tattoos on his left arm caught my attention, but the face of a wolf that seemed to be in the woods on the inside of his forearm did more. His tattoos were gray and black, reaching to the back of his hand. I couldn't see him too much, we couldn't just keep seeing each other without saying anything, in a blink my eyes were already seeing his other arm, this one was free of marks.

It was impossible not to look at it, my mind savored how beautiful and delicious it looked.

"You can't go," his voice, affirming and sure, made me leave my scan to his person. I looked into his eyes, lifting my chin slightly.

—I swear I regret it, they already explained to me that this vase was important to someone but... I'm sorry, it was an accident —I repeated, half frustrated and angry.

Oh no. She couldn't anger me.

My breath hitched at that moment, I didn't want to get angry, but the reality was that this was happening to me. I was getting mad at myself.

I closed my eyes tightly and searched for a bit of calm. But nothing. I had to go, I had to get out of there.

-Are you OK? —Your question about him seemed a little distant to me.

"I have to go," I said hurriedly, I noticed that the guards were no longer there, behind me there was no exit and he was ahead, I crossed by his side with the intention of running to any distant and desolate place.

"Mine," he spoke behind my back, denoting possessiveness in the tone of his voice. I stayed still without turning around. But little by little I turned around until I was able to look at him over my shoulder.

Is that how my name was pronounced in that language? mine? As she understood it, she called herself Mia. I didn't know what to answer for a moment, I debated between correcting him or humoring him.

Although how did he know my name?

-Yeah? I decided to answer for him to continue.

"You're mine," he clarified with his tone of voice too possessive, and that was what I didn't like.

"Yes," I said, not understanding anything. I watched as her lips began to curve into a smile, "that's my name," I continued. And that's when her smile faded and then settled into a strange grimace. She is pronounced Mia .

I turned completely so I could face him.

"I really have to go," I said again.

"You can't go," he clarified.

-Because? I asked completely puzzled. I watched as he took a step forward and smiled slyly.