...d 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 if she didn’t know me. I couldn’t bear it.
So I finally took what was mine. I kissed her. I kissed her hard and deep, forcing her to respond to me. She tried to turn away from me and I bit the side of her mouth for trying to. My tears had dried but my emotions were still chaotic. I felt like I was drowning and she was my only lifeline. And she was. I needed her. She didn’t realize just what she meant, how much she mattered to me. And I couldn’t stand the thought of being left in the cold for Naruto. He didn’t deserve her! She was mine first!
The kissing continued as did her silent and useless struggles. It only inflamed me more, emotionally and physically. She had yet to realize it but I was stiff and ...