If I Can Love You, Why Can't You? - A Werewolf Novel

If I Can Love You, Why Can't You? - Chp 11 [Your Arms Feel Like Home]

There's a life inside me that I can feel again/It's the only thing that takes me where I never been/I don't care if I've lost everything I have known/It don't matter where I lay my head tonight/Your arms feel like home/Feel like home~3 Doors Down - Your Arms Feel Like Home

"Yeah, night!" I gasped through tears of laughter as I went out the side door. It was past midnight and I was heading in the opposite direction to the girls, making my way home to bed after a great night.

Closing the door behind me I couldn't help but jump in fright at the sight. A male, past his twenties in all blacks and grays stood in front of me.

"Excuse me." I said laughing nervously.

Instead he took a step in closer, I took one step back. "It's late." He said roughly, his breath smelling of cigarettes and something stronger, it was as if someone had poured toxic chemicals right down my throat it was that strong. And yet he looked unaffected. I held my breath.

I was frozen, I didn't know what to do, I had no skills in self-defense except common sense and I surely wasn't the strongest girl and looking at his decked out and broad shoulders he'd probably take Hulk down with him. Why didn't I ever take up self-defense back in the city when I was bored out of my mind?! The naive and innocent side of me was just thinking it was a misunderstanding that he'd realize he'd scared some poor girl and he'd step aside and I'd be on my way.

My heart raced strongly telling my innocent side that I was ignorant and stupid, I was far from safe; KA-THUMP!

He looked around. It's just a casual gesture I soothed myself. Deep down my conscious knew that in fact he was looking around for witnesses, for someone to interrupt and destroy his plan. "Very late. But not late enough to call it quits. You like fun baby?" he asked picking up a curl of my hair his rough and cold hands grazing my bare flesh.

My heart was racing, my stomach was in my throat and I felt bare and highly vulnerable. I felt dirty and sick.

KA-THUMP!

"How about it?" he murmured his fingers tugging at my only strap on my dress, suggestively, tauntingly.

I exhaled sharply. "Your freaking disgusting!" I spat, he blinked. Was he stunned?

"Oh come on honey, save the dirty talk for the bedroom." He said low, aiming for seductiveness.  He had taken a step closer so his lips brushed my ear as he spoke his hands still sitting on my strap and noticeably low.

My face screwed up in disgust "You wish, as if I'm going to-" I began cringing away as he continued to leer towards me.

I stopped and flinched as a fist came forward and molded to the side of the predators face. Instinctively I buried my face in my hands as a pitiful shield. It all happened in a blur and I saw little.

I heard laughter, I looked up. "Gabe?" I asked stunned.

He chuckled "Ty you're pathetic!" he called out; he spun to me "Hey Tanze." He said his eyes turning back to where they had been before. I followed his gaze and found Ty, I was stunned; he sat on the guy's back, the guy lying unconscious on the ground. He'd taken him down that easily?

Ty got up, dusting off his hands casually before kicking him with a sharp kick in the ribs as he muttered a disgusted "Jerk."

I recoiled.

"Manners Ty, there's a lady present. Imagine what Will would say." Gabe teased.

Ty chuckled "Will would have killed him. Classic to see, front row seats and al." he said lost in thought picturing it.