"I don't know? Maybe the fish or something." He sits down his menu and focuses his attention on me. "What about you?"
"Maybe the chicken salad." I tell him.
A woman walks over to us asking for our order. Alexander nods for me to go first.
"I'll take a chicken salad and some water, please." I tell her. She writes down my order and the turns to Alexander.
"Can I have the fish special with a glass of water." She writes down his order then takes our menus.
"Your food will be out shortly." She speaks.
"While we wait for our food, tell me, what's new?" He asks, giving me his undivided attention.
"I got an internship at The Tribune. That's about it." I shrug my shoulders nonchalantly.
"That's really good Quinn, smart girl." He whispers the last part. "So, what do you do there?" He asked.
"I only been their one day so I've just been organizing with my partner, Lyle." I say while drinking my glass of water. He looks at me with curiousness and a mix of anger.
"Who's Lyle?" His hands clench on the side of the table, crushing the lotus flowers underneath his hands.
I look down at those big paws and then up to his face. "He's just a friend, that's all." I say reassuring him. His grip on the table subsides and he returns back to normal.
It's an awkward five minutes, but then we go back into normal talk.
"Umm, so I heard a rumor." I say leaning forward lying my hands on the table.
"What?" He also leans forward his hands being close to mine.
"You paid my friend Lyra to take Mary out of the auction and put me in." He looks away from me trying to find something to say.
"I did." His voice deepens.
"Why did you do that?" I question.
"I really wanted to go on a date with you. I knew that you wouldn't go out with me if I asked because you have a boyfriend."
"That is true." A smile quirks up.
"Are you made at me Quinn? You know I can't stand when your mad at me." His eyes become feral, I squeeze my legs together. He senses the movement and his eyes become hooded.
"I would be mad at you, but I'm having a good time." I flash him my best smile.
After 10 minutes of waiting for our food and drinks, they show up. I pick up my fork and start to dig in.
"This is really good." I swallow my first bite and take another one.
"Glad you like it."
We spend the next 30 minutes just eating and enjoying each other's company. Just being here with him, talking about life it's so peaceful. I don't want the night to end.
"Hey, I have to go to the bathroom. Be back in a minute." He leaves his napkin on the table and heads to the bathroom.
While waiting for Alexander, I look off in the distance. The waves crash together under the midnight moon. This all looks like a scene out of a movie. I pick up the lotus flower off the table and play with the petals.
"QUINNETH!" I hear someone scream my name behind me. The voice sounds familiar. I turn around to see Myer's with an angry face walking up to me. What is he doing here? Also, how did he find me?
"Myer's what are you doing here?" I asked, pulling him over to the side. People from other tables stare at us, my cheeks flush. If you'd felt my face, you think I was the planet Venus.
"I stopped by your house to talk to you, but you weren't there. Then I checked social media to see you're here with this fool." He said with anger in his voice.
"He's no fool, YOU ARE!" Hell, now I'm the one creating a scene, but he started it. Now, I sound like a child. "And oh my god, it's a charity auction date for animals, that's all it is." I say reassuring him.
"Yeah, I bet it is. You like him I know you do. Look at the way your dressed you never dressed up for me." He said yanking on my dress.
"You know why I never dressed for you? Because you never took me anywhere. Now get out of here." I slap his hand away from my dress.
"You're not staying here, you're coming with me." He forcefully grabs my arm dragging me up the stairs. I feel his nails digging into my skin, it hurts so bad.
"Let go of me you're hurting me." I said whining. I try to pry his hand away from my arm, but he isn't budging.
"No! Your mine not his." He said yelling at me. He speeds up our pace walking faster than usual.
"Alexander." I whisper to myself, hoping he would hear me. Where is he?
Alexander's P.O.V.-
I finish drying off my hands and headed back to the table. I think the night is going better than I had anticipated. She likes her meal and is smiling eye to eye. To see her smile just brings so much joy to my life. I could spend the rest of my life just seeing her smile.
On my way back I notice something, I don't see her at the table. Where did she go? Looking towards the ground I see a lotus flower on the ground, somethings wrong. One of the petals is ripped off.
I walk towards the beach to see couples holding hands squishing their feet in the wet sand. No sign of Quinn. Suddenly, I hear a faint voice whispering out my name, "Alexander."
It's Quinn.
I trace her voice to see her being dragged up the stairs by a guy. Looking closer, I see its her boyfriend. I said I wouldn't hurt anybody tonight, but I may have to break that promise.
Quinneth's P.O.V.-
Finishing off the stairs, we reach his car. With all the pulling and clawing at his hand I'm finally able to break away from his tight grasp. Focusing on my arm, I see a huge bruise forming, how am I going to explain this to Grandpa?
"Get in the car!" He yells to me opening the door.
"No. I won't want to go with you." I start to back up, trying to run.
He slowly walks up to me, his chest rising up and down while his fist is balled up. "Quinn, don't test me." Maybe it's the adrenaline, or the extra gluten in my food but something burst inside of me.
"No, don't you test ME. We are through I've had enough of your childish behavior. I told you this is not what you think it is but you can't let it go." I said while pointing my finger harshly on his chest.
"You just want to whore yourself to him. He only wants you because your pretty. Now get the fuck in the car." I gasp in shock at him.
"How dare you call me a wh-"
Before I'm able to rebuttal, Alexander comes out of nowhere and punches Myer's in the face. I swear I heard a crack in his jaw. Myer's falls to the ground so hard I felt it shake. Alexander stands over him with both his fist balled up. His veins bulge out of his neck. I've never seen him so angry before.
"Don't you ever put your hands on her!" His voice booms around us, it's like the ground is shaking under us, scared of Alexander Germani.
He bends down to Myer's and keeps punching him in the face. I hold my hands up to my face, scared out of my mind. I hesitantly walk up to Alexander and rest my hand on his bicep. This may or may not be a good idea.
"Alexander, stop!" I scream at him. I hated Myers, but I didn't want him dead. His head swiftly turned to me and what I see sends a shock wave through my body.
His eyes went from being black with greys specks to being sun kissed yellow. My eyes widen at the change. His teeth barred out as his face turns red. He stares me deep in my eyes, as if he's recognizing me for the first time. Suddenly, he starts to calm down. Regaining his humanity, he punches Myers one more time. I wince at the sound.
"Touch her again and I'll kill you with my bare hands." Venom seeps off his troubling words. He turns around and walks up to me. Those rigid muscles of his on display as he walks with a swagger. Placing his hands on my face, he observes to see if I have any bruises.
"Are you ok?" He asked with concern in his voice. He looks away from my face and to my arms.
"Yes, I'm fine." Lifting up my arm, he sees the slight bruise that has already formed on my arm. He quietly growls under his breath.
"No, your not. Don't lie to me, Quinn." His body starts to shake, fear envelopes my body. I don't know what to do. Hesitantly, I place my shaky hands on his equally shaky chest.
"Alexander, you've got to calm down." My brown eyes look up at him, his teeth are furious as his eyes still hold that sun kissed yellow color. "Calm." I say yet again, as if my touch is magic, he calms down.
"I'm sorry." He mumbles. I could tell he was embarrassed.
I rub my hands on his chest, which may be a bad idea because a growl rumples from his chest, like a sexual growl. My hands stop the movement. Looking from around his shoulders, I see Myers on the ground groveling in pain. In the words of Kim Kardashian, "Its what he deserves."
"I swear Quinn if you weren't here, I would have killed him." I honestly believe him. Instead of saying anything, I just nod in understanding.
"Come on, I-I don't want to be here anymore." Without my permission, his strong arm loops around my waist, pulling me close. A small squeak leaves my mouth, his eyes look down at me.
"Am I hurting you?" His voice holds alarm.
"No, you could never hurt me. You just caught me off guard m, that's all." I reassure him. We walk through the woods in silence to his car.
"Do you want me to move my arm?" He asks. I know he doesn't want me to say no. He's still a bit enraged, his eyes are dilated, and back to their normal color, fists are tightly woven together as his broad shoulders tense like a deer caught in the headlights.
I shake my head, "No." My voice is quiet, and I keep looking ahead.
"Then I won't. I'll hold on for as long as you'll let me." His voice is airy and quiet.
I snuggle up close to him, feeling safe in his arms.
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