I ended up choosing one from my YA novel. My MC is Emma Rollins and duh it's about vampires. If you recall, I blogged about her character during the A-Z Blog Challenge. Anyway, the story is written from Emma's POV, and so here's my fight scene.
My spirit relaxed slightly for several blissful moments until an uneasy feeling settled over me. A muted drumming noise echoed through my blood. I shifted a few times, becoming increasingly restless, unable to place the sensation’s familiarity. My body ached with recognition.
Him, I thought—Quinn.
It was him my body was deeply aware of like a shadow in my mind and a whisper in my heart.
My eyes fluttered open as the overwhelming need to see him choked me. Adjusting my eyes to the room, a searing pain tore through my neck, and I winced. Quinn came out of nowhere, startling me. He leaned over me, one hand checking my pulse, the other sweeping a flyaway hair out of my face.
Everything clicked then. I remembered the previous night. He lied to me. AND he bit me! I wanted to scream. “Trust me, Emma?” He said. “Close your eyes.” And like a trusting puppy, I closed my eyes and practically wagged my tail in anticipation.
Fury unfurled within me. He used his wicked charm and that angelic face to deceive me and I bought it.
“Like the freshman sucker that I am,” I mused. Urgh, I could mentally hear my team’s heckling me. Was that all he wanted from me after all this time—my blood? A relationship cannot be based on me being a food source, can it?
Quinn furrowed his brow, obviously discerning my anger. He began to argue his case, but I was too mortified to listen. Terrified too, not that I wanted to admit it.
Scrambling to the opposite side of my bed, I bolted upright. Quinn reacted calmly, opening his palms, using his non-threatening pose.
“Calm down, Emma,” he said silkily and I scoffed—my fury skyrocketing because of his sultry tone. Not going to work this time, buddy.
Swinging my legs off the bed, I attempted to stand up on wobbling knees. In flash he was by my side, assisting me.
“Don’t touch me.” I said, smacking at his hands, face and chest. I didn’t want him anywhere near me.
Sitting me back down on the bed, he took a step back and blew out an exasperated sigh.
“I’m sorry, love…but you agreed to trust me.”
Grabbing the bedpost, I pulled myself up. “Trust,” I cried. “This is what you do with my trust.” I waved my free hand at the bite mark on my neck. Jerk!
“It was for your own good.”
“No. No. No. That’s where you’re wrong. This was for your own good!”
He shook his head, and huffed. “I am your protector, Emma. I cannot protect you if I don’t know how to find you. Now we’re connected once again. Only now…it’s stronger. Like it or not it’s for the best.”
Connected? What? This was about food, nothing else. I managed to get my footing then, thanks to my brewing storm. Summoning what little strength I had, I readied myself because I had one thing I wanted get clear with Quinn.
No one was ever…EVER…going to bite me again!
Clutching my fists by my side and at my own warp speed, I swung my left fist fast, and hard—right at his face.
His knees buckled, causing him to stagger a step backwards. I’m sure to him it felt like a girl hitting with pom poms, but for me, it felt great.
Afterwards, I slithered down onto the bed trembling, my legs feeling like Jello. Breathing uncontrollably, I managed to spit out a shaky demand. “Don’t you ever…EVER…touch me again!”
Quinn started to plead his case, beginning with a few “I am so sorry,” and “I had no choice.” He popped his jaw once, rubbing his chin, right where I punched him.
Yeah, I turned my head stifling a grin. It may have hurt a little.
And that's it! Whew! It's over. *wipes armpits with a paper towel* Any questions? Comments? Complaints? Remember to stop by Thursday too for the kiss & tell section of this blogfest.
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