Filthy

Dylan’s words echoed in my head and I clenched my fists as he glared at Levi. I hated how easily dismissed me and it only proved how little he thought of me. My thoughts, my feelings, my side of things never mattered to him. Levi and I weren’t dry humping. I looked down to where Levi’s arm wrapped around my waist and his hand gripped my hip. We were very close and on school grounds. We were definitely attracting the attention of the students rushing to get to class.

“Ami already told you what I am,” Levi said through gritted teeth.

“I didn’t ask what the bitch said, I asked what the fuck you are,” Dylan growled.

His eyes flashed yellow and I couldn’t believe he was risking himself here. I looked around and people were staring and whispering as they walked past. Dylan’s grip on my arm tightened the longer Levi failed to answer him. His claws extended and I bit back a whimper as they pierced skin. My best friend shook with anger from behind me and I lifted my chin to look up at him. I