I'm Not Yours

Starting down at my whacked out of his mind ex boyfriend I lay everything out for him. He needs to understand that I'm done with him and will never be what he wants me to be. "Um...Rick, first of all, I don't know what the hell you are talking about with this Alpha and Luna shit.  You have lost your damned mind if you think I will ever consider being your Luna or whatever. Secondly, I don't belong to anyone! I'm in charge of myself, so you really need to get that idea out of your twisted head."

I pause and gauge his reaction. He just stares up at me; he's shocked that I have the guts to stand up to him. That's right, Sweetheart, your docile Annabeth died and, in her place, rose a strong independent woman capable of kicking your no-good, abusive, lying, cheating ass. Tilting my head to the side, I grin. He’s about to hear my true feelings. I have held back for so many years and now it’s all boiling to the top.  "Do you really think yelling at me like you are and letting Sadie grind on you is being respectful and earning the respect from the others here?

"I look around and see some of our classmates are uncomfortable and probably want to get the hell out of here, you ooze evil and hatred, Rick. They are afraid you'll come after them for even breathing.  No one here respects you; they just tolerate you because they don't want to end up like Jason. Yes, I know that was you." His face pales and opens his mouth but I stop him.

"Shut up, Rick! It's time everyone here knows who you really are." I glance down and he is pissed. "I know it was you who hurt Jason, all because the guy talked to me about a school project. If you just asked then you would know there weren’t any romantic feelings and he has a girlfriend who goes to Granger High.  Typical Rick Summers just couldn't control himself, as usual. You beat the poor boy nearly to death, and then left him to die. It was by the grace of God someone found him. However, six months later he's still in a coma and the doctors aren't sure he will wake up.

"Just like every other guy you beat for looking my direction. Every time you hit me for smiling at another guy, for saying the wrong thing, and not wearing something you deemed worthy of the Rick standard.

"Well, I'm standing here telling you, Sweetheart, you don't have respect because you're a scary asshole and someone like you doesn't deserve it. It must be earned. Earning respect also means not making a vulgar scene around other people." I bite down on my lip to stop the sudden tremble in my voice, then prepare to walk away, but Rick, being the asshole he is and always having to have the last word shouts,

"I know you want to join us, sweetheart, I'm willing to be shared." The thought of being with him makes my stomach churn and knowing he was choosing to ignore the other stuff for now made my stomach hurt even more.

I just gave him a scolding of a lifetime and yet he still chooses to act like a dickhead. I guess he is deflecting because he knows I'm right.  He just truly doesn't give a shit about anyone but himself. I'm aware he's going to pay for all of that later but of course, he has to save face in public. I say bring it on because I won't go down without fighting back.

"Ugh!" I grunt. "Rick, you should know me better than that. If I wanted in your sick and twisted sex acts, I wouldn't have dumped your no-good cheating ass. You are a vile person who needs to have his dick cut off."

I hear someone snort. "I want nothing to do with you or your disgusting habits." Rick's blue eyes never leave mine even as he continues fingering the girl. I glanced down at Sadie and said,

"He's not worth the time, Sadie. He will leave you unsatisfied. At least that's what I've heard from at least ten of the girls he's slept with. The whole cheer Squad if he sleeps with you tonight." I really do feel bad for Sadie.

"I really hope you are on the pill and have the means to stay clean because rumor has it, he doesn't use protection.” The red flag warning flashes in her eyes but she doesn't make a move to get up. Oh well, I tried to warn her and it's her life. Rick turns his cold handsome face back to me.

"You will soon learn your place, Annabeth, and you will learn you cannot escape since you are mine!” He sneers and the scar on my chest starts to hum in addition to feeling hot at his command. I have no idea what that means but I know that it has something to do with his words. However, I ignore it.

"You keep telling yourself that, Rick, if that is what helps you sleep at night. Or if that is what helps you get off. I really don't give a shit what you think. I'm over you and the sooner you get that through your thick-headed skull, the better off we will all be."

Rick is getting angrier by the second and I half expected him to stop what he was doing with Sadie and corner me, but then we are in public. "You can keep telling yourself whatever you want,Sweetheart, but you'll be back. I can see it in your eyes how much you miss me."

I wasn't sure if I wanted to cry or laugh. What I was sure of was that I was done with this conversation and watching the disgusting scene in front of me. “As if! The only thing I miss is me! You know, the girl you beat into submission for four years. Well guess what, baby? She's back and she's ready for a fight. Just go back to your Bitch! You may also want to see a doctor or even a shrink about your little rising to the occasion problem. Bye-bye now, I'm out of here!"

I throwback at him and I leave with his anger rising. II feel his eyes on me and then hear Sadie scream, but I just can't bring myself to care. She made the mistake of getting involved with him and I tried to warn her. I mosey into the kitchen and Sam hands me a red cup full of white foam.

"Sounds like you could use this." He smirks and I take the cup. At this point, I don't heed the warnings going off in my head; I bring it to my lips and guzzle the cold frothy drink down.

When my cup is empty, I hand it back to Sam who refills it. "I'm going outside!" I look around for Tessa, but she's gone; probably off looking for Lucas, her newest crush and Kierran's friend. They were a package deal, I guess. I ask Sam to tell her where I went if he sees her and I head outside with my drink still in hand. I stumble outside already feeling the buzz from the two cups of beer I just drank. I'm not a big drinker but tonight Rick and his antics drove me to it.

"Stupid Rick!" I shout to the sky.

"I would have to agree." I hear as strong arms wrap around my waist. I know who it is because his voice makes my insides feel all sorts of funny. I close my eyes and savor this moment. He pulls me against his muscled chest.