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Chapter 33: Fight For Her

"Damien!" I yelled out.

Simon turned to look at me and grabbed my arm before I could run away. He then proceeded to pull a gun out. He pulled me in front of him, his left arm around my neck while the gun was aimed at my head.

I was shaking and tears were already forming in my eyes. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die.

"One more step and I'll pull the trigger." Simon gritted his teeth.

Damien stopped walking and he just stared at us. Then, he pointed the gun down. The trigger went off and I flinched. Simon let go of me and dropped his gun, curses coming out of his mouth. I fell to the side and backed away against the wall

I realized Damien had sent the bullet at Simon's foot. My foot was centimeters away, and he could have hit me.

"Amante!" Simon yelled and reached for his gun, but Damien reached him first. He kicked the gun out of Simon's reach and elbow jabbed Simon in the face.

Damien turned to me. "Naya! Get-" But when Damien turned back around, Simon threw a punch at his face.

I cringed at the impact. That would definitely leave a bruise. "Damien!" I yelled.

I sat still. I couldn't even move. This is all my fault. I'm such an idiot.

Damien kicked Simon in the ribs which caused him to stumble back. Then, Damien continuously threw punches at his face until he was against the wall.

"Don't. Ever. Fucking. Touch. Her." His murderous tone only made Simon laugh, even though he was bleeding everywhere.

"I can't believe..." Simon panted breaths. "...the famous Damien Amante has gone weak for a girl." Then Simon pushed Damien off of him.

He sidekicked Damien, but he didn't stumble back. Damien reached for his gun, but Simon knocked it out of his hand.

Damien glared at him before kneeing Simon in the groin and then locked him in a chokehold. Damien pushed Simon onto the ground and straddled him while throwing punches at his face.

"Do you even know this girl?" Simon yelled at Damien. "She can betray just like-" Damien hit him in the mouth. I saw blood dripping out and there were definitely broken teeth.

But Simon just laughed. An evil, ugly laugh that brought shivers up my spine. And not the good kind.

"Stop. Talking." Damien spat at him.

"Man. You don't even know anything about her. Do you know where she was before she came here?" Simon looked at me with an evil smirk.

No. He can't know. No one knows where I was before coming here.

Damien turned to me and yelled. "What is he talking about?"

Simon took that as an advantage to push Damien off of him. Damien fell backward, but I saw him grab one of the guns. Simon pulled him up by his shirt. Simon pushed him against the wall.

"She didn't tell you, did she?" Simon looked at Damien in the eyes.

Damien grabbed Simon's throat and the roles were reversed, with Simon against the wall.

"What the fuck is he talking about, Naya?" Damien looked at me.

I couldn't get words out of my mouth. It was as if my throat was closed off.

Simon laughed, bringing Damien's attention back to him. "She was at a mental institution." I heard the disgusting laugh again. "Your little girlfriend is a fucking psycho. She-"