Odd Look

"I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt anymore. I just need to lie down. Again."

"You're not fine, you just got shot. O god." 

"So nobody wants to suck your tiny dick. And now you want me to do it. Good one." 

"You said, I refused to listen" Libby stated bluntly tucking her arms across her chest. "Need something?" she asked giving his wet figure a once over with her blue hues.

He started laughing. "You know that's what I like about you Libby." He grabbed a towel. A serious look appeared upon his face. "But seriously, you have to got, dangerous people are coming." 

"I’m glad you are…" She nodded and looked down. "Just hang around? Not particularly up for anything really…"

"Whatever you want." Ethan said with a lightly smile upon his lips. "Are you hungry, I can order pizza if you want to?" 

Bethel grimaced in thought as so looked into the car. There we’re so many reasons why she shouldn’t step into the vehicle, but if it got here away from here it was worth it. Slipping into the passenger seat, pivoted her body away from the driver’s side,” Fine, but you better keep your hands to yourself this time”

He watched the girl slipping next to him, making a little grin appear upon his lips. "No promises." Ethan said joking.

Sawyer slid to the floor in front of the mess he made in the apartment and just sat there numbly. He couldn’t force himself to do anything. His thoughts were a mess and he couldn’t decide what the right thing to do was. Finally he decided he couldn’t let Grace be out there wandering around by herself. He knew she had no where to go and that was his fault so he had to go after her. He jumped from his spot on the floor, not even grabbing a jacket or anything, and ran out of the apartment. He got outside and started calling for her, not sure which direction she would go. “Grace!” He cried as he walked around like a crazy person, his whole body trembling from the cold and the fear of something happening to her. As he was walking along a path in the woods by their apartment building he heard her scream. His heart started pumping faster than it ever had and he ran towards the sound of her voice crying for help. The sound was soon cut off and that only made him run faster. He finally ran through a section of trees and saw a man dragging Grace away from a bench. She was trying her best to struggle away from him, but it wasn’t working. Without any concern for himself he ran towards them and pulled the man off Gracie. The two wrestled to the ground where Sawyer stood over him and sent blow after blow to his face. It didn’t even seem like he was going to stop until he realized the man was unconscious. Sawyer quickly stood up and backed away from him. He had done things like this before, but never in front of Grace. She didn’t know this side of him and he was sure if he turned to face her right now that she would be scared of him. 

Grace looked around helpless wishing someone was coming to save her, and just when she didn't believe it would, she saw Sawyer running towards them. Sawyer grabbed the man, and Grace was kind of in shock when she saw what he did to him. He was beating him up like nothing in the world matters. Grace wanted to say something, but words couldn't escape her lips. When he finally stopped she looked down at him. Not knowing what to say or do at the moment. She never saw him like this, she knew he had anger issues. But she didn't know it was this bad. Grace could see Sawyer was a little bit confused and shocked himself. Grace should have been scared, but she wasn't. Even though he almost killed this man, she wasn't afraid of him. She knew Sawyer, she knew he wouldn't hurt her like that. Grace took a few steps his way. Without saying a word she kneeled down next to him. She gently laid her hand upon his cheek. "It's okay." She whispered. Her gaze was locked on his eyes. She came closer and gently pressed her lips upon his lips. 

"That’s what you think."Daniel looked at the girl and opened the doors, looking at her and slightly worried for her. "Well, I’m the one who takes care of you and I’m the one bringing you to this party, I will be concerned and just wear a dress a few inches longer than that."

"Listen Daniel, I get you're concerned, but don't be too much." Elisa ran her hand through her hair. "Nothing is going to happen allright, can you just believe me?" 

"I do. I do appreciate that. I appreciate everything that you do for me, but this has to be my sacrifice for you. You can’t get hurt." He was shaking as he saw her cry. If he had one weakness it was seeing her cry. He turned to make  his way over to her, running his hand up and down her arm. "Don’t cry." He whispered as she started to wipe at her cheeks and turned away from him. He watched helplessly as she moved across the room to grab her jacket and purse. He wanted to cry out for her to stop, but he knew that he had done this to himself. That he probably couldn’t stop her at this point. He slammed his fist into the back of the door after it had closed and pushed the table next to the door over. His anger was getting the best of him in this moment and he let out a loud cry as he watched everything on the table shatter to the ground. There was a picture of the couple in the mess on the floor. They were laughing and holding each other. It made him that much more heartbroken, but he had to keep himself from running after her. It was better if she left him. 

Glancing down briefly at her hand in a slight hesitance, the man shook those thoughts out of his mind before smiling back at the girl. “Elisa. What a pretty name for an even more beautiful girl.” Not letting go of her smaller palm, Roman looped the brunette’s arm through his before escorting her through the halls.

Elisa grabbed a tuft of hair and put it behind her ear. She smiled when she heard what he said. "Thank you." Elisa answered soft. She realized he looped her arm in his and walked just right next to him towards a car. She kept looking at the Roman for a moment.