Thread: A Wolf and His Claim on Her Broken Heart (Raivh & sydnie.cherie)

Leighlah followed Spencer out of the bar, grabbing at his right hand to try to take the car keys away from the intoxicated hand and batting at the left hand that tried to keep her away so he could get his drunk ass behind the wheel of his car. She knew two things were going to happen. One, he was going to get his car twisted around a pole. Two, he was going to blame her for allowing him to drive under the influence. The only way she could think of to bypass the drama was to drive him back to campus herself, but that obviously wasn't working. Even drunk he was determined not to let her have control of his baby. Evidently he loved that car more than life itself. Spencer, give me the keys. She huffed, growing frustrated as his hand across her face. One of his nails slipped and cut her below her left eye. She swatted his hand again, this time closing her fingers around his wrist and holding the arm in place. Chill, Leigh. I got 'dis. He slurred, jerking his wrist out of her grip with little effort. It was times like this when the size and strength difference between them so glaringly obvious. Leighlah stood at five feet and six inches whereas Spencer, with his oversized football physique, easily cleared six feet. Was one of the things that had attracted her to him, but she found herself resenting his stature more often than not as of late. You're going to get yourself killed. She said, grabbing for the keys once again. He stretched his key-holding arm as high above her head as he could without standing on the tips of his toes. Leighlah looked up at the silver object, not about to embarrass herself by trying to jump for it. You know what, fuck this. Have it your way. I'll see you at your funeral. With those words she stormed off, walking towards the campus in the pouring rain. She hadn't expected Spencer to follow her and he didn't disappoint, which was so unlike him. Spencer was nothing but a huge disappointment to her. She couldn't, for the life of her, figure out why she stayed. Stupidity most likely... Leighlah had been so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't realize how far she'd gotten. She looked up at a line of trees so thick she couldn't see through them even as the odd car passes by, illuminating the woods with its head lights. Fear gripped her, making her sweat even though she was freezing. She wrapped her arms around herself, only keeping her head up so that she could see what was going on around her. Her senses on high alert, Leighlah walked as fast as she could without breaking into a sprint. The honk of a horn behind her brought a scream tearing past her lips. She turned, her eyes as big as saucers as the light blinded her and panic froze her. The car kept moving until the passenger side window was directly in front of her. The thing rolled down and Spencer leaned over to look up at her. Get in the car, Leigh. He yelled over the sound of the rain pounding against metal. No. She protested, taking deep breaths to slow her heart as it beat so hard she was surprised she couldn't see it moving though her skin. Look at where you are. You're just asking to be a serial killer's next victim. He replied nonchalantly, as if it didn't matter to him whether she got in the car or not. Leighlah looked around, her eyes scanning the woods. She knew there was a park in there somewhere, and wooded parks seemed to attract predators. At least according to the movies, since she didn't follow the news. So it was like choosing between two ways to die. She chose a hypothetic quick death by car accident over hypothetic slow death by psychotic murderer. She nearly jumped through the window as she entered the car, slamming the door behind herself so that he'd know she was still upset. They drove in silence for a few minutes before Spencer pulled over. Leighlah turned her body halway around, looking through the rear windshield. She could still see the woods through the windshield. Why are we stopping? You owe me your life. Spencer said, turning the car off and focusing his glassy eyed stare on her. Seriously, dude? Her voice took on a patronizing monotone as she raised an eyebrow at him. Hell yeah. You could've been killed. I saved you. You owe me. Spencer replied, his voice dripping with sincerity. Leighlah barely fought the urge to laugh and crossed her arms over her chest. What do I owe you? Between one blink and the next, Spencer unhooked his seat belt and was on her. Leighlah brought her hands up and pressed them against his chest. He gripped both wrists in one hand, pulling them over her head as his weight pressed her into the door. Get off me! You owe me. Spencer pressed, digging the fingers of his free hand into her cheeks as he kissed her. Leighlah shrieked into his mouth, trying to turn her head and succeeded only in hurting her own face. Keeping her head in place with the pressure of his lips, he let go of her face and ripped her shirt in an attempt to get at her breasts. When he was blocked by a bra he gave up, deciding to just go for what he wanted as his hand moved towards the button of her jeans. Spencer, stop! Please stop! She screamed, sheer horror emanating in her voice. He lifted his head, looking into her teary eyes. Silence filled the space between them for a moment before he cursed and peeled himself off her. Get the fuck out of my car. He said, his voice so low she barely heard him. Get out of my car! He yelled again as if she had asked him to repeat himself. He reached by her and jerked the door open, pushing her out before the thing even swung on its hinges. Leighlah collapsed on the pavement, her body landing in a puddle of muddy water as Spencer slammed the door shut and drove off. Next thing Leighlah knew she was being hauled to her feet by another person. Another male. Oh, dear God, not another one! What? Nothing! She snapped in response to his first question. when he released her she swayed on her feet, taking a moment to steady herself. Then she dusted herself off as if the motion was going to remove the saturated dirt from her body. She looked up and narrowed her eyes at his second question. Excuse me? That is none of your business. None of this is. So if you'll pardon me, I'll just be on my way. Leighlah looked around, orienting herself, then started walking towards campus.