Rejected

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

"Marcus...I already miss him." I whined.

"Oh my god, if this is how it's gonna be when I get a mate, I don't want one."

"That's bull, everyone wants a mate."

"Not me!"

"Well that's too bad!"

"Whatever." He said walking down the airport.

"WHOAH, wait for me buddy. Calm down."

"Not my fault you walk so slow." He replied.

"Seriously dude, what's stuck up your butt?"

"Nothing." He snapped.

"WHOAH, calm down." I said, putting my hands up in surrender.

"I'm calm." He said.

I didn't bother to talk after that.

"Natasha!" I heard a tone behind me.

Oh my god.

"Ian! I told you to leave me alone!" I yelled.

"I couldn't stay away from you, I love you." He said stroking my cheek.

"Well that's too freaking bad! I don't love you! Infact, I want you dead!! "

"Yes you do,"

"You threatened to kill me!" I growled.

"Oh sweetie, its not like I was going to! Well maybe I was, but!"

"I swear, I'll call the cops on you." I said menacingly.

"If you do, I'll kill your precious Marcus."

"How can you when your in jail."

"I'll find a way."

"Your a physco-path!" I yelled and kicked him in the balls hard.

I quickly ran away.

"You bitch! I'll get you for that!" He called out.

I rolled my eyes and quickly ran to the apartment.

"MARCUS!!" I yelled out.

"In here!" I heard him, in his room.

I ran to him and wrapped my arms around him.

"He's back." I whispered into his chest.

"Oh no." He said.

"Where is he?!" He yelled, "I'll kill him."

"No don't , he's has a gun or something on him, I don't know where , but it's there." I said.

"I'm a werewolf, I can fight off a measly human."

"Lets just hope I can leave safely without him knowing." I said.

"Maybe you should leave even sooner."

"You have to come too," I said.

"Dont worry Ash, I'll come." He said grinning.

We pulled away.

"I'll make dinner in 20 minutes." I said and walked to my room to pack all my stuff.

I opened my closet doors and looked inside it.

All my clothes sizes were smalls and mediums, some oversized shirts from my over-weight days.

That all seemed like a million years ago.

I could remember all those horrible days of diets, gyms, aerobics, basketball practices, soccer practices, gymnastics, kickboxing and volleyball.