chapter 36

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Aubrey POV

"You what?!" I say getting angry.

He aggressively grabs my hand and despite my protests drags me out of the bathroom. As we pass through the diner I see Spencer clutching the side of his face. 

"Get the hell off me" I say wriggling out of his hold and trying to get him to stop dragging me. He lets out a small growl and continues walking.

"Spencer I'm so sorry-" I say interrupted when Ian tugs on me harder and causes me to slam into his back. He turns around harshly and leans down so his minty breath fans across my face.

"No talking to him" he grits clenching his jaw and I can see him trying to not get too angry.

I look over to Spencer and see he has removed his hand so now I can see the blood coming out of his nose and the bruise on the side of his face.

"What the hell Ian? Piss off!" I exclaim trying to step back but his dominant hold stops me. He instead mutters something under his breath as he throws me over his shoulder. Now this is a little bit intense.

"Put me down you idiot" I squirm and hit his back but Ian remains unfazed.

As we leave the diner people are shooting us odd looks and Spencer stumbles back to sit on the table. This only makes me angrier. 

Ian walks me up to his car and carefully places me inside. "IAN!" I shout trying to get out of the car.

With a large hand to my shoulder he pushes me down into the seat and does up my seatbelt despite me constantly wriggling and he flashes me stern looks. I watch his jaw clench and him get out to move to the driver's side. 

Deciding I am not having any of this I undo my seatbelt and make a move to open the door, as Ian is sitting he looks over to see me exiting the car. I don't see his reaction as I jog back up to the diner but the aggressive shouts and demands he calls after me makes me gather he isn't too impressed. Well that makes two of us buddy.

Before I can get to the diner Ian catches up with me and he wraps his arms around my waist lifting me up with my back pressed firm against his chest. I can feel his chest heaving and his tight grip affirms his anger. "FUCK" he grunts as I wiggle and protest his grip. 

Ian with me in his grasp moves back to the car, he makes no move to the passenger side instead he sits down into the driver's seat with me in his lap.

"What the hell Ian?" I say flustered but defeated hitting his chest with a final sigh of resignation. 

He chuckles darkly and snaps his hand to my jaw, using his hand he tilts it up so I look into his darkened silver eyes. "I think I should be the one asking questions"

"Nope" I grunt, annoyed by this whole act of his. In response he laughs again, but there is that sinister trend laced in his tone. Slightly scared for a response he shocks me by leaning his head to rest in the crook of my neck. "Ian what ar-" I am interrupted when he starts lightly biting my neck. "Ian" I gasp completely unsure what is going on, after a few moments he stops and licks the spot and I can't help the tingles erupting from that area. He then comes to face me and his silver pools are swirling with a frenzy of emotions and he growls "Mine"

"Ian" I say looking at him with my eyes undoubtedly filled with confusion and shock as try to shift further away from him.

"Angel" he responds bringing his hands to rest on my hips and a smirk plastering his face.

"Ian please we are ov-" before I can respond he interrupts me by bringing his mouth to mine and biting my lip. He chuckles darkly when I immediately stop speaking, when he feels he has bitten my bottom lip enough he slowly pulls away dragging my lip until it falls out of his grasp between his teeth causing me to let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

Before I can say anything he grabs me by the waist and manoeuvres me to the passenger seat and buckles me up. 

I have no idea how to react as every attempts to talk are interrupted and every attempts to leave are stopped. So instead I take to looking out the window and watching the view pass by as Ian drives. He stays silent but I can feel his lingering gaze every now and then but I try to ignore him as much as I can, focusing my attention on the passing trees and houses and thinking. 

Suddenly a familiar driveway is what I glimpse out the window and the car stops. I turn to Ian but see him getting out of the car, I roll my eyes and undo my seatbelt. Just as I do my door opens and Ian tugs me out of the car with a grunt.

I look at him blankly just completely over this shit he rolls his eyes and starts walking towards his house. I stand watching as he walks further away, he obviously thinks I am just going to obediently follow. But no, instead I decided to turn and walk down the driveway away from this guy's god damn property. I walk fast and with purpose not daring look back, but crunching of gravel gets louder behind me and I know that this was futile when a hand slams down on my shoulder.

"Wrong way... princess" he says sourly. 

I turn around harshly and say "No, looks like the right way to me... asshole" mimicking his tone at the end. 

"Come inside" he says demandingly and reaching for my hand.

I snatch my hand away and say "No"

"I don't have all day" he grunts grabbing my hand. 

"We can talk here if you're so desperate to talk" I say staying planted and resisting his light tugs.

"For fucks sake" he sighs letting go of my hand and running his hand through his hair with exasperation. "Just come inside" he says like a he is exhausted.

"Ian I am not staying, just say what you have to say here" I sigh crossing my hands over my chest. Ian's gaze drops to watch my hands then he snaps them back to my eyes, he narrows them and brings his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. He thinks and then chuckles.

"Ok fine" he relents dropping his hand and staring at me.

"Fine" I say.

"So... care to fucking explain what that shit was. Spencer gloated to me about how he was taking you..MY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND... on a date" he says then stopping and looking at me expectantly his chest rising and falling with each angered breath.

"WE ARE ON A BREAK! And so you know yes Spencer did ask me on a date, I said 'hmmm but like I'm on a break with Ian' then he said 'ok then it's a friend hangout, it can be whatever we want it to be' then i was like 'ok'." I watch as he stands up straighter and tenses when I say date and Spencer's name. He opens his mouth to speak but I interrupt. "Ian I said we were on a break, we decided it would be a week and you can't even respect that. I need time to think, I'm not even sure we could ever work-"

"Angel but-" he starts but I interrupt him.

"No more interrupting me Ian." I assert and as he looks he is about to open his mouth I continue. "As I have said we deserve different people, I just think we are too different and want different things" I sigh not able to look into his forlorn eyes.

"Do you even know what I want?!" he says slightly raising his voice flustered.

"Well-" I start but he interrupts.

"No it's my turn now angel. You don't even know what I want" he says humorously laughing. "You just assumed! You want to know what I want or are you so sure you have me all figured out?"

I look at him with wide eyes and he continues "I want you, you idiot." he says softening his expression and relaxing his shoulders.

"Ian I... I like you too... but you need someone who won't judge you for your gang life. I really am trying not to judge as you are entitled to your own life... but I don't want to get tangled into that world, you need someone to ride it with you and I can't be that. I can barely throw a punch" I say looking into his eyes and watching his face twist with defiance. 

"Are you kidding me? You are one of the strongest people I know! No matter how much it pissed me off you went back for that fucker the fact you went back... shit angel you are such a fucking perfect person. Please angel, I promise to always keep you safe. Nothing would ever to happen to you." He senses my hesitation and adds "I guess you still want til next Friday to think about it"

"Dammit why do you flatter me like this" I sigh thinking aloud. I really want this but I don't want to jump into it. I need time to think and overthink. "Don't think I forgot you called me a whore and punched my best friend in the face... because of what... because you were jealous?"

"You already fucking know the answer to that one" he grunts, his grip tightening onto my shoulder.

"We can't be like that. You can't go hitting my friend and thinking it's ok! And you have absolutely no right calling me a whore! It is such a stupid word and disgusting you try to associate me with it! So this week apart will be time for you to think how you want to bloody act around me, you better straighten yourself out and not talk that shit to me or my friends. Otherwise this" I say motioning between us "Is never going to happen."

"Angel" he grits warningly but I interrupt him.

"No, I said what I said. We need this time apart, I really do like you Ian but I need to think and so do you" I say assertively and watch as Ian relents and leans down so our faces are at the same height.

"You really are perfect" he smiles and presses a tender kiss to my nose and I can't fight the blush that graces my cheeks. That stupid bastard. 

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