Chapter 8
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I walk inside Colten's room. He was staring out the window.
"I can't believe you went back to him." He shakes his head in disgust.
"He says he'd never do it again."
"You're such a push-over! Of course he'll do it again! Bet!"
"What are we betting?" I ask, crossing my arms and flopping on his bed.
"If he does it again, you have to give me a chance."
"No!" I yell.
"I'll bet you $20!" I bargain.
He shakes his head.
"I only want you babydoll." My words got stuck in my throat. Louis never called me that.
"What if he doesn't?" I ask.
"I won't stop." He says getting closer. He sits beside me on his bed, inching forward with every breath.
"I will fight for you every hour, every minute, every second I have to until your mine." He whispers. His eyes, his breath, it’s all so intoxicating. I can’t help but draw closer. Our lips, a mere-inch apart.
"Babe you forgot your-" Louis barges in, leaving me and Colten to jump apart at once.
"...bag. Here." He says, handing me my purse.
"Thanks." I mumble.
"What are you doing in Colten's room?" He asks, looking around.
"I stay in here." I say.
"Does Colten sleep here too?" He asks, eyeing Colten.
Colten eyes him right back.
"No." "Yes." Colten and I say in unison.
"Ariana?" Louis says, switching his gaze to me.
"He sleeps on the floor." I mumble.
"No! You can stay with me I don't want you in the same room as him he's dangerous!"
"Harmful to you maybe but not her." Colten scoffs, crossing his arms.
"Come on Ariana I don't want you here." Louis pulls me.
"Ow! Louis!" I yell.
Colten tenses up and grabs Louis's arm.
"Let her go." Colten demands.
Louis grips my arm tighter.
"Let me go!" I yell.
Louis is pinned against a wall with Colten's hand to his throat in a matter of seconds.
"Don't touch her. If I ever see you pulling her like that against her will I swear to God, I'll be digging your grave myself." he growls.
Louis looks terrified.
"Understand?" Colten asks. Louis just shakes.
"Understand?!" Colten yells. Louis nods his head quickly. Colten lets him go.
"Let’s go Ariana." Louis mumbles while straightening out his t-shirt.
"I'm staying. I'll see you later."
"Are you kidding me? You're going to stay here with a murderer rather than leave with your boyfriend?"
"He's not a murderer." I defend.
That's probably a false statement because Colten was a werewolf but you never know.
"Whatever! Call me when you get your head screwed on right!" He spits, running out of the house.
Colten mumbles profanities under his breath.
I sit on the bed, feeling kinda sorry for myself. One for Louis's outburst and two for Colten seeing that.
I sigh and lay back on the bed.
"You okay?" Colten asks.
I nod.
"Liar." He chuckles.
"It’s not that bad of a lie. It’s like a white lie."
He gazes over me, seeing right through my façade.
"Shut up." I laugh.
I bolt up when Bridget walks in.
I haven't seen my best friend since I've been here now that I think about it!
"I'll kill him!" She yells.
Well, hello to you too.
"What?" I ask.
"Who?" Colten asks immediately after me.
"Why?" I continue.
"Louis! You know that girl Kylie on the dance team? The blonde one? I just saw him picking her up at her house!" She yells.
"When?" Me and Colten say in unison. But Colten looks like he was ready to be categorized as a murderer.
"Just now I was out getting ice-cream!"
"What were they doing?" I ask.
"Well they looked pretty cozy in his car if I do say so myself.” she huffs.
You’ve got to be kidding me. After I took him back?
“Who do you think will get to him first? Me or Colten?” she crosses her arms.
"Why would you think Colten would kill him?" I ask, dumbfounded.
"It’s so obvious he likes you! But for starters he looks like he’s about to go kill him." She crosses her arms, and motions toward Colten, who indeed looks angry.
"He's dead." Colten says.
"No! I'll figure out what’s going on tomorrow." I groan.
Bridget pulls me in for a hug.
"Sorry I haven't been around. I'll be back tomorrow with ice-cream and movies okay?" She asks.
I nod. That’s the things I love about Bridget, we can spend weeks apart and things never change.
"Okay bye. Take care of her bad boy." Bridget rolls her green eyes.
"I hate you." I say to Colten.
"Awe but guess what baby doll?" he smirks.
"What?" I spit.
I didn't mean to sound rude but hey if you were me would you be happy? I think not.
"You have a date with me tomorrow night." He winks.
Uh-oh...
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