bloodandtitanium:

Erika shoved Dylan off and into the opposite wall, anger flaring up hotly in her gut. She shoved her forearm roughly against his throat, pinning him.

“And whose fucking fault was that?! You couldn’t have asked for my help with her?! I would’ve made sure she was secure!“ 

"You’re off your game, Dylan." 

"I don’t need to answer to you and I sure as hell don’t need you to babysit me! I’m not gonna start asking your fucking permission, Erika. In case you haven’t noticed I’ve made it this far without you.”

“You are disposable.”