threat

/θrɛt/

noun

a statement of an intention to inflict pain, injury, damage, or other hostile action on someone in retribution for something done or not done:

"Wait dad, just hold up. Why didn't she just tell Blaze? If they love each other then shouldn't she stop lying?" His daughter asked, both of the children were clearly invested into the story. That question.

"I don't know that, but shall we carry on the story before mummy beats our bums."

"Yes please."

"Amira was scared, she was frightened at the fact that Gabriel knew...."

How could he have known? I leaned against the counter of Blakes kitchen. Why was I over thinking, I need to tell him now. Blake comes down the stairs slowly as if looking for me. "Hey, you okay? Why aren't you coming to bed?" He asked, I shake my head to let the thought go away.

"Do you have an upcoming fight?" I asked, Blake nods his head as he comes closer towards me. "Yeah in a few months from now, why?"

"If I tell you this-"

"What happened to your arm?" He interrupts as he pulls me closer, he lifts up my short top and sees the purple coloured bruise.

"Nothing."

I answered shortly looking up at Blake before looking away. He stare was becoming more intimidating. I remove my arm away from his hands and look at anything except for his deathly stare. "Princess, what happened to your arm?" He said, expressing every word as softly as he could.

"Gabriel..." Before I continued I notice him grab his keys for his bike and begins strolling towards the front door mumbling unknowingly threats, "BLAKE! STOP!" I grab onto his arm and pull him away from the door as I block it with my body.

"Princess move out of my way."

"No! Blake let me finish-" I choked onto something, "let me finish, Blake. Jordan and Gabriel are planning to weaken you..before the fight." Why was I taking such heavy breaths for? Blake stops when I mentioned the name of his so called best friend. He raises his eyebrows before dropping his keys onto the floor.

"And then he saw me and threatened me not to tell you." I replied, I see him turn around obviously hurt of the fact that his friends betrayed him in a way for I do not know. I notice him walking back upstairs without another word. I grab his keys from the ground and throw it onto the couch as I followed him upstairs.

"Blake?" I whispered pushing his door open, I see him on his balcony. The curtains blowing inside of the room as the wind lets in a warm breeze. I stroll towards him and notice the smoke leaving his mouth as he pats the cigarette. "Blake, can you not smoke?" I asked nicely, it wasn't that I minded it I didn't but it wasn't good for me to inhale a lot of it closely.

"Amira, can I just please be alone for one second? Please." I nodded my head walking away as I stepped inside the bed, I pulled the covers over my body and stared at his figure. His back full of scars of all sorts, something I have yet to ask him about.

After a few minutes I have fallen slightly asleep, the bed covers open and the bed dips down as another body enters. I feel his arms wrap around my waist pulling me against his chest. "I'm sorry for not being there.."

"It's fine Blake, you can't protect me all the time."

"But I should. I don't care about the fight, I'm just pissed that he hurt you." He whispers shuffling me closer against his body. "It's only a small bruise."

"I don't care...It's still something.."

"Blake, you have to accept that one day I will get hurt and you won't always be there to protect me...I'm not a damsel." I acknowledged rubbing my hands on his biceps, he inhaled a strong intake of oxygen nodding his head. It felt good to have someone there, it felt nice to have someone I knew I could call no matter what. I felt protected. He protected me just by his embrace but he doesn't know that. I pushed my head further towards his, before allowing my lips to align with his.

He grabbed onto my hips lifting me up from the ground, my arms rest around his neck as his hands rest underneath my thighs. His lips never leave my own as he begins walking, I feel his tongue asking for intimidate entry and I allow him. He pushes me against the window to the city. I release my legs as his hands grab onto my own pushing them above my head. "Blake..."

"You're fucking perfect." He mutters as his lips make contact with the nape of my neck. His release one hand as it pulls up my lace shirt. He pulls it over my head leaving me naked, he then turns my around pushing my breast gassing the window as the city watches me. He pulls down my shorts and kicks my legs spread open.

"Blake..against the wind-" I let out a loud moan interrupting my sentence as I feel himself being pushed inside of me deeply, his hand wrap around my hair pulling my head back abasing his shoulder. the moans left my mouth as he continues thrusting inside of me.

After a few minutes I feel myself nearly about to let go, "with me." Blake whispers assuring we would do it together. Nodding my head I was on the edge before I knew it he adds one more thrust causing the both of us to break as I lose feeling in my legs. I shudder against the chest of Blake, he chuckles as he holds me up properly. He lifts me up bridal style towards the shower.

"Blake, where is the shampoo?" I asked looking around before the door opens and I see him all naked, I bit my lips and he smiles.

"Fuck the shampoo.." He enters wrapping his arms around my bare waist pulling me close towards his naked chest and slowly bites onto my face giving me a kiss and it tickles so I let out a small laugh, my hands roam his chest that is now wet as we share the shower together. "I missed you already." I let out a small chuckle and look at his lips, my hands reach the silver chain around his bare chest and I drag it.

"You can give me something to hold onto...." I whispered, he smirked grabbing the back off my head and smashing his lips onto me, I open my mouth wide enough for him to taste all off me. I feel his tongue licking every tooth in my mouth before attaching to my tongue, it swirls in pleasure and I bite onto his lips.

I was tossing and turning, I couldn't keep still as I slowly lifted my self up from the bed into a sitting position. "Blake..." I grab onto my forehead, the minute my foot pressed abasing the marble floors I feel confusion raging in my head as I looked around. Before I know it a big wave of electric jolts seep through my veins, mind and body.

I fall onto the ground causing there to be a loud thud as my my body jerks up a few times. I hear movement on the bed but nothing would leave my mouth. Spasms begin occurring- and I have no control of it. "AMIRA! AMIRA!" Blake shouts, I feel him right besides me picking my violently shaking body from the ground.

"AMIRA!" His voice turns into whispers as he sets me onto the bed, my eyes close slowly feeling the darkness overtake me. "I need an ambulance!"

"Amira? Amira It's okay...It's okay.."