(You're Mine)

"Where were you for last two days?" He asks, his voice holds an edge.

I try to speak but again but my muffled voice is everything that only Joey Tribbiani can understand. He can't be this dumb. I'm sure he knows that I can't speak clearly and he cannot understand a word until he has my mouth covered with his hand.

He slowly removes his hand.

"Well" He raises his eyebrows as if he's talking to a child.

"why does it matter?" oh trust me, I'm angry too.

"Angel, I don't have patience for your what, why and I'm free and I can do anything speech. So, Please for my sanity and everyone's safety... Please for god's sake just answer my question. Where the hell were you?" Did he just tried a caveman mode and now trying to get answers out of me? Well he should know better.

"you're out of your mind if you think I'm going to answer any of your question because A) you're not my boyfriend or anything for that matter and B) I don't give a Shit about your sanity. I probably should've refrained myself from saying the last part because he seems like he's ready to kill someone.

He and closes his eyes and leans into my neck... takes a deep breath which is so deep that I feel like he might burst. When he looks at me again, his eyes look a little calm and I can't help but wonder...what happened between him leaning and whiffing on my neck.

I could see he was trying to hold himself back. So, I took a pity on him...which was a bad idea and I'll only regret later.

"I was at my best friend's place" I sigh and move to go but he's faster than me and places both of his hands beside my head on the wall.

"And is this best friend of yours he or she" I feel caged. I should've taken a moment to get out of this situation but like a stupid lamb, I sacrificed myself by answering this question...Hence, the second mistake.

"It was he and yes I do have male friends...it's common in today's society"

"Hahaha...male friends. And how many are we talking about?" his laugh seems off like he's trying not to punch the wall.

"oh c'mon, Richards. I don't see you asking your barbie about how many guys she talks to in a day"

"That's because she's not my responsibility"

"Aha, well neither am I"

He takes a second before replying, "we'll discuss that topic later but right now I want to know that why did this friend of yours kiss you when he dropped you home"

"He didn't kiss me, he just.... Wait, how do you know if he kissed me or not?" He wasn't there, he couldn't be...I looked everywhere for anyone but there was no one at that time.

"Details, Angel...right now I want to know why did he kiss you on your forehead...right here" He touches the exact same spot where chance had kissed me as if to emphasize.

"Are you crazy...I don't need to tell you anything" I'm so angry right now. I push him away to but he doesn't even budge. And also, because I'm scared what could happen.

"Tell me one thing angel, how would you feel if you were so consumed with something that you couldn't concentrate on a damn thing and you lost that priced possession of yours and couldn't find it but then...then, you find out that someone else who has no right... had it all this time"

"what in the bloody hell are you talking about?" He's really lost his mind.

"I'm saying that YOU'RE MINE...MINE and I'll kill anyone who touches you" His eyes are so dark with silver ring around them and his deep voice makes me shudder.