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My heart automatically goes into overdrive as my brain realizes that someone is stopping me from walking. I turn around to face a broad chest, and tilt my head up to look into the dark eyes of a boy I definitely know doesn’t go to King City High.
He’s rugged and huge, like a linebacker, and is holding a beer in the hand that isn’t holding my arm. He creeps me out. I don’t get a good vibe from this guy at all, and the fact that he’s still holding me in place is making my panic worse.
He pulls me close and gives me what I’m sure he thinks is a charming smile. “Hey, sexy, what’s your name?”
“Not interested.” I twist my arm out of his grip, then turn around.
He grabs my arm again, rougher this time. “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”
“No, because I dug my way up from hell,” I say.
He blinks at me.
I blink back at him.
Then he breaks into a grin. “Feisty. I like it.”
He pulls me closer to him, setting his beer down and wrapping his now-free arm around my waist, grabbing my butt. Oh no. No, no, no. I do not like this at all. Bringing my arms up, I push at his chest.
“Sorry, I have a boyfriend,” I lie, trying to calm my racing heart and keep my panic at bay. “A big one, and he’s waiting for me, so I really have to go.”
He now has both hands on my butt, and crushes me against him. “Oh come on. Live a little. I’m sure your boyfriend knows it’s a crime to keep someone like you all to himself. He won’t mind sharing.”
I’m having trouble breathing. He’s holding me so tightly against him, his hands groping me, and—
His gross, slimy lips are on me. I turn my head quickly, my skull hitting his face. Taking advantage of catching him off guard, I shove him, getting enough room between us to allow me to drive my knee up into his groin.
He reacts and bends down clutching himself in obvious pain, but I’m still pissed. I knee him in his stomach, and when he bends down even lower, he gives me access to his back. I bring my arms up and interlock my fingers, then drive my straight elbows into his back, causing him to tumble to the floor.
“No means no, asshat!”
I drag my arm across my lips to wipe away the memory of his kiss, and then look for Mason or Noah to kick this piece of trash out. But two other linebackers standing with their arms crossed block my escape path. Looking up at their pissed off faces, I see that they don’t go to my school, either, and they are as huge and intimidating as asshat number one on the floor.
The one on the left grabs me, forcing me back toward the guy I just escaped from. The other guy follows him, blocking us from view. The asshat stands up, looking seriously pissed off.
“You gonna let this bitch get away with that, Dave?”
“I’ll show you what happ
ens to rude bitches,” Dave snarls.
He lifts his arm and backhands me across the cheek, and I end up leaning against the wall for support. My rising heartbeat rings loudly in my ears, and the panic claws at me, up my stomach and into my throat, almost suffocating me. His hand closes tightly around my throat, but almost as quickly as I feel it, the pressure is lifted, and I hear a body hitting the floor—hard.
With my hand on my throbbing cheek, I force air into my lungs to calm my racing heart. I move my hair out of my face so I can see what’s going on.
Dave’s lying bloody on the floor, and his two friends are fighting a guy whose back is to me. One of Dave’s friends joins him on the floor, groaning in pain, and as the other guy is tackled by my defender, I see his face.
Aiden.
My eyes widen as if to make sure they aren’t playing tricks on me.
Yup, my defender is Aiden, and he looks murderous. I can practically feel the anger radiating off him in waves.
Someone cuts the music and the crowd thins quickly while those who are left watch Aiden beat the shit out of these guys. He and Dave’s friend circle each other, the other guy already dripping blood from his nose. Aiden’s opponent suddenly relaxes his tense pose and smiles slightly, looking over Aiden’s shoulder with a victorious look in his eyes. Four boys advance on Aiden from behind.
“Aiden!” I yell.
But I’m too late. All four boys charge at Aiden at the same time, tackling him to the ground. My heart stops. The edges of my vision tinge black as Aiden disappears under the pile of boys.
