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like you. Let me out of here.” I hissed.
    “You’re a coward, Kathleen.” He uttered.
    “You...  you ASSHOLE!”  I screamed, as he pulled me back to him aggressively and kissed me hard, both of us kissing each other frantic and passionately . I grabbed his shirt, pulling him toward me, his hands in my hair, holding me to his mouth. Tongues rolling and lapping, hard and sloppy, his growling making me want him more. I moaned in his mouth, feeling my body becoming numb with sensations. His hand cupped my left breast, and I moaned again, as his thumb rubbed over my hardened nipple. My hands in his hair, pulling and tugging him closer to me, our kissing was becoming more intense. He lifted my right leg up near his waist, as he rubbed himself against me, I tore my mouth from his, panting as I moaned softly. “Oh GOD… Oh God.” I whimpered, as my hands tightened in his hair. He groaned, and his mouth covered mine again in another heated kiss, he trembled while pushing me further into the door. I then tried to pull away from him, and he immediately pulled me back to him. “Asshole.” I breathed, as he suckled my bottom lip.
    “No, mine .” He groaned, and kissed me again.
    “No, not yours … I don’t belong to you.” I uttered against his mouth.
    “You will.” He muttered arrogantly and I pulled away from him, nearly falling on the floor, while panting harshly. I wiped the sides of my mouth and walked to the door, and glanced back at his stunned face, before opening the door and quickly leaving. I headed down the long driveway towards my car, but little did I know, he was following me. “Kathleen, wait!” He yelled.
     

Chapter 5
     
    I COULDN’T WAIT. I wanted to get away from him, and I found myself running from the voice that was gaining on me. That was, until I tripped and fell,  scraping  my  knee,  and  I  cried  out  in  pain. “KATHLEEN!” He yelled, as he ran towards where I was leaning over, clutching my knee as the pain coursed through me. He fell to his knees in front of me, and placed his hand on my arm.  I flinched a little from his grasp.
    “I fell, and I…” I uttered.
    “It’s okay, does it hurt?” My head snapped up to glare at him, and he smiled.
    “Well, I’m glad to see that me on the ground in pain is funny to you…” I tore my gaze from him, and muttered to myself. “Asshole.”
    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make a joke. But seriously, are you alright Kathleen?”
    “Yeah, I think so. But I’m bleeding some, and it hurts.” I said, looking at my bruised knee.
    “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” He grabbed me to help me stand.
    “No, I can go home and do that, its fine.”  I stated warily, as I leaned over to look at my grazed knee, and swiped at the blood that trickled down my leg.
    “No, you’re coming with me.” He demanded. I nodded, and he helped me back up. We slowly walked back to the house. I had a slight limp in my step, but he held me around my waist for support… or to cop a feel. Asshole. We entered the massive mansion that was still eerily quiet to have a party in progress, I wondered where everyone was at? I didn’t worry about it too much, because I wasn’t planning on staying too long at this point anyways. He walked me upstairs, and down a long corridor, then he pushed opened a door that I assumed was the bathroom, but it wasn’t. This was a boy’s room. His room . There was a bed, computer desk, flat screen, and books. Lots and lots of books, and a collection of movies in another book shelf, lining the walls. My eyes locked on the large bed in the center of the room, an audible gasp left my lips, and he turned to me. “Come on, I have a first aid kit in my bathroom.” He murmured to me. “Um, I should go. I shouldn’t be here, Johnathan.” I said, feeling more nervous than I wanted to admit to him, or to myself.
    “Kathleen, please stop over analyzing everything when you’re around me?” He groaned.
    “Why