The blonde footballer ignored him and tried again to speak to me "Ella."

"Silence!" I shouted at him like some medieval king "I do not wish to hear from you."

Savagely, Stone remained frozen in place with his wrathful gaze staying on his target. The heat of his fury only stopped when I tugged at his shirt and gained his attention.

"Can we go now?" I whispered.

The giant offered me a silent nod. He offered the other person in the hallway a dark look that felt a lot like a threat and a promise rolled into one.

I could feel the obsidian gaze on my face as he carried me out of the house and down the driveway. He held me tightly like I was some sort of precious possession that he did not want to lose.

Everything was dark outside. I could only make out a few silhouettes of trees and cars.

I was not in my right mind, but I was pretty sure the man carrying me dipped his mouth close to my head and brushed my temple with his lips as he continued his stride towards the black truck.

"Are you sure we can't stay a little longer?" I yawned "I want to dance."

"No."

"But—" I began to argue.

"No." He grumbled again.

"Do you always get your own way?" I asked, my words muffled because my mouth was against his chest

"No." He spoke through gritted teeth "I don't."

I tilted my chin up and looked at him.

"If I always got my own way then you would not touch him. You would not smile at him. You would not look at him." He grounded out roughly like the words eating away at his insides "Fuck. I don't want you to even think about him."

The night sky was dark so I could not see his face clearly. I wondered if his jaw was clenched, or his eyes had grown blacker.

An image of him killing me and throwing me in a ditch came to mind and I shivered in his embrace.

"Are you going to murder me, Lurch?" I asked quietly

I then facepalmed because I had called my potential killer a nickname that I used to insult him.

Stone released a single chuckle that shook his chest "I will not kill you, Medusa."

"You promise?"

"I promise." He lowly recited without hesitation.

I swore I heard him mumble something under his breath, but I did not stretch up high enough in his arms to catch his sentence.

"What did Chad say to you?" The deep voice spoke up again, his tone tyrannical.

"Chad?" I repeated as I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing "Do you mean Chase?"

"You said you were sorry you were not much use to him." Stone's words were so low that they were dangerous as he pushed them out of his clenched jaw "What did he said to you?"