You Really Got Ahold Of Me Novels & Stories

I`m setting you free. *********

I managed to hold her arm and felt the clenching of her muscles against my palm. “You already have a date.”

I was about to approach him when Jayson suddenly grabbed my hand. “Hey Isabelle, where are you going again? Let's go home,” he said. "Just a moment, I'm just going somewhere for a while Jayson," I replied while pulling my hand that he was holding. Someone grabs my hand as I make my way to the bar counter to talk to the man I'm looking for. “Where are you going, Miss?” the man asked who grabbed my hand. “Who are you?", I enquired, with a slight annoyance in my voice.

“Dude, I didn’t do it intentionally. I was in class, remember? This morning? I got that class with--” Max interrupted. “I call, you jump. That’s how that works. You wanna be one of us? That’s what it takes. This is the last time I’m tracking you down for a job. Got it?” “Hey, Maxy-pad. You're the one who wanted me to--”

I'm only an email away. Nate.

I m coming for you.

Ash , hey hey ..sorry ..ok can you meet me today evening .. I was just joking –I am not that kind of a man .. you can trust me .. Well I just want to meet you – see you promised me and you cannot backoff … You send me the location—I’ll come ..okay Y-yeah okay .. Bye ! Ash’ Pov – Ok it all started off good but it turned out something else ..but no worries .. at least she accepted to meet me ..

I looked around, I turned to the door, the corners, the windows…. “Jordan….” I screamed, not finding him. He was right there, he was right here, he was always right with me. Someone grabbed me from behind. I don’t know who it was, or why they held me, but it seemed like they wanted to hold me down. My name was echoing loudly around me. Hands were on me and everyone wanted me to look at them. They held my face, called my name, held me even tighter. But how could I pay attention. They were not Jordan. It was not his touch, for if he was the one holding me, then I would stop. They were not him, for if he was the one calling me, I would stop, because the sound of his voice was music to my ears.

“It’s hard to believe that you were Jade. You got some resemblance, though you don’t look like the Jade I know.” He faced me and looked me straight in the eyes as if he was disappointed by what I had stated. He suddenly approached me and reached for my neck and grabbed my whole nape. I closed my eyes, tightly, afraid of what he might do to me. He drew my face close to his and our foreheads pressed together. “It is sad to hear that you can’t accept what I am now. It’s still me Irene. There were changes that appear to me within those years passed, but it’s still me.”

His familiar scent of deodorant keeping me hostage against my will instead of pulling away. Is it just me or this night is about to put me to the test against my will. Well I guess we will have to find out won't we?