...a whisper, blushing so prettily. “We d..d..don’t ha..have any pr..practice today…”
I didn’t answer. I just looked at her my heart in my eyes. “Why Hinata… Why? I would have waited for an eternity…”
She looked away. I felt my blood boil.
“Look at me Dammit! I love you more than I can express and you damn well knew that! And you were still going to kiss him! You were going to let that bastard have your first kiss! Your first kiss is mine Hinata! Your first! Your second! Your third! All of them! No other man can touch you or kiss you because you are mine!” Even as I yelled I felt the tears I had tried so hard to hold back stream down my face. But I couldn’t stop yelling at her. I was so angry…
I grabbed both her upper arms and backed her up against the tree directly behind her. She didn’t stop me. She was reeling from the shock of my outburst. I was too but I needed an outlet for this anger… this frustration… this raging love I had in my chest for her.
She started struggling after I managed to shackle both her wrists in my left hand. Her wrists were so small and my hands so big. And in terms of strength Hinata was no match for me. We both knew it. I made sure not to apply too much pressure to her wrists.
My body pressed her against the tree securing her there and my right arm was holding her around her waist tightly. Her eyes were staring at me. She looked at me as...