I Hate You...I Think Read Online Free
Author: Anna Davis
had to be well over six feet tall. I couldn't reach the ground at all. His arms were like iron bars across my chest. He was about to break me in half.
"You aren't taking her," Oliver snarled. About that time a few more guys came walking up the alley ahead of me, every one of them with a weapon in hand, bats, chains, knifes. Holy crap, what have I gotten myself into!
Jason looked at the new group his eye brows pulling together in frustration.
"Let her down," he barked. I was dropped instantly. I stumbled forward in my heels. Oliver made a swift gesture to me to come to his side. I didn't say anything but hurried to him. He grabbed my arm jerking me behind him. I placed my hand on his back to steady myself as I held my ribs. The guy to my left gave me a goofy grin. I returned it with a half-smile.
Jason was watching intently. He smirked at Oliver.
"Found a new love interest?" Jason laughed darkly. Oliver was ridged his face hard and his eyes unfriendly.
"You've got three seconds to get off my territory," he growled. Jason held up his hands in defeat, still smirking. They started walking the opposite direction of the group of guys who seemed to be blocking the whole right side of the alley.
"Have fun tonight bumping that hot piece of ass. But, come this weekend, I'm going to beat your face in at the tournament and take her from you," Jason winked at me. Oliver pushed me further behind him. My face was bright red. That guy thought Oliver and I were together. No one moved till Jason and his gang was a good ways down the alley. Oliver spun around looking at me furiously. I took a step back hitting the wall.
"What were you thinking?" He almost yelled. I blinked at him and gulped. His anger frightened me to no end.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. The other guys in the alley had moved in closer to look at me. I felt trapped. Hell, I was trapped. What are they going to do to me now? They started at me half amused half worried. They all were wearing black clothing, a few with exotic hair styles.
Oliver let out an annoyed sigh and shut his eyes rubbing his forehead.
"Logan, Eien, go make sure Jason got the hell out of here," Oliver ordered. Two guys behind him moved away quickly. They headed down the alley in the direction Jason had gone.
"What we going to do about her?" The guy to his left asked. He smiled at me like before.
"Nothing," Oliver muttered opening his eyes to look at me.
"Are you hurt, Everlyn?" He asked. I shook my head no, my arms crossed over my stomach pressing myself against the wall.
"You’re lucky you know that," he scolded. "Why the hell would you just follow me like that? Are you stupid?"
"No, I'm not!" I snarled. I'm not stupid, a little curious for my own good but NOT stupid. The remaining guys in the alley laughed. I frowned at them.
"You’re not going to tell anyone about this," he told me in a hard tone. No one would believe me, even if I did.
I just nodded. He raised an eye brow at me.
"I won't," I told him. After all he did save me, technically. He could have let them take me.
"I'll make sure of that," he assured. The two guys he had sent were walking back down the alley. Oliver looked up at them expectantly.
"He's gone," one informed. Oliver gave a brief nod.
"You should go back in the club, Ever," he told me.
"I have to wait in line again," I groaned. He chuckled for a
"You aren't taking her," Oliver snarled. About that time a few more guys came walking up the alley ahead of me, every one of them with a weapon in hand, bats, chains, knifes. Holy crap, what have I gotten myself into!
Jason looked at the new group his eye brows pulling together in frustration.
"Let her down," he barked. I was dropped instantly. I stumbled forward in my heels. Oliver made a swift gesture to me to come to his side. I didn't say anything but hurried to him. He grabbed my arm jerking me behind him. I placed my hand on his back to steady myself as I held my ribs. The guy to my left gave me a goofy grin. I returned it with a half-smile.
Jason was watching intently. He smirked at Oliver.
"Found a new love interest?" Jason laughed darkly. Oliver was ridged his face hard and his eyes unfriendly.
"You've got three seconds to get off my territory," he growled. Jason held up his hands in defeat, still smirking. They started walking the opposite direction of the group of guys who seemed to be blocking the whole right side of the alley.
"Have fun tonight bumping that hot piece of ass. But, come this weekend, I'm going to beat your face in at the tournament and take her from you," Jason winked at me. Oliver pushed me further behind him. My face was bright red. That guy thought Oliver and I were together. No one moved till Jason and his gang was a good ways down the alley. Oliver spun around looking at me furiously. I took a step back hitting the wall.
"What were you thinking?" He almost yelled. I blinked at him and gulped. His anger frightened me to no end.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. The other guys in the alley had moved in closer to look at me. I felt trapped. Hell, I was trapped. What are they going to do to me now? They started at me half amused half worried. They all were wearing black clothing, a few with exotic hair styles.
Oliver let out an annoyed sigh and shut his eyes rubbing his forehead.
"Logan, Eien, go make sure Jason got the hell out of here," Oliver ordered. Two guys behind him moved away quickly. They headed down the alley in the direction Jason had gone.
"What we going to do about her?" The guy to his left asked. He smiled at me like before.
"Nothing," Oliver muttered opening his eyes to look at me.
"Are you hurt, Everlyn?" He asked. I shook my head no, my arms crossed over my stomach pressing myself against the wall.
"You’re lucky you know that," he scolded. "Why the hell would you just follow me like that? Are you stupid?"
"No, I'm not!" I snarled. I'm not stupid, a little curious for my own good but NOT stupid. The remaining guys in the alley laughed. I frowned at them.
"You’re not going to tell anyone about this," he told me in a hard tone. No one would believe me, even if I did.
I just nodded. He raised an eye brow at me.
"I won't," I told him. After all he did save me, technically. He could have let them take me.
"I'll make sure of that," he assured. The two guys he had sent were walking back down the alley. Oliver looked up at them expectantly.
"He's gone," one informed. Oliver gave a brief nod.
"You should go back in the club, Ever," he told me.
"I have to wait in line again," I groaned. He chuckled for a