Tattoos on my wrist pt. 2

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Brad's POV

'Bradley?!' I heard someone ask angrily, startling us both, which is saying something since the music was very loud

I detached myself from Gracey and I pushed her behind me, before I realized that I knew this voice. It was Tris.

'What's up?' I asked a bit annoyed

'You're on a date?' he asked accusingly

'Yes. Is that a problem?' I asked a bit angrily

My words shocked him a bit, since he couldn't hide his surprise.

He then began absently scratching his right arm. He looked pissed though. He eyed me a few times before saying

'No'

It was said very harshly and very unlike Tris, although there was a hint of doubt in his voice. He's never behaved like this, he has never been harsh towards me.

'You're being odd' I said unsurely as I pushed Gracey further back behind me

'Oh am I?' he asked with a scoff

'What the fuck is wrong with you?' I asked as anger started to get the better of me

I felt Gracey tugging on my arm and moments later Con appeared next to me with Lucy.

'What's going on?' asked Con as he looked oddly between us

'Tris is being odd and it feels like he wants to fight me' I said with a scoff

I realized that Lucy and Gracey have left us and I was so thankful for that.

'What's up, T?' asked Con as he started at Tris

'What are you doing here?' he asked accusingly, but by now I have no idea who's he's mad at

'We're on a double date. Do you have a problem with that?' he asked, a clear edge to his voice rang out

'I do' he said angrily as he walked up to me

He was much taller and for the first time ever this felt like a threat.

I sighed heavily as I looked him over. He wasn't himself. Something was wrong.

'What happened?' I asked softly as I went to grab his hand

He snatched it right away and looked at me with disgust.

'You... you lying bastard!' he yelled angrily as he pointed his finger at me accusingly

He then pushed me and I stumbled badly before I regained my ground. Con helped as well. I was stunned. He never yelled at me, got physical or anything like that.

'Get the fuck away from him' growled Con as he stood between us

'Fuck you, Bradley' scoffed Tris as he shot me a death glare and left

Saying that I was stunned was an understatement. He's never behaved this way, especially towards me. I was his soft spot. I was the one that always calmed him down, not anger him more.

'Brad?' asked Con softly as he took me in

He was clearly worried, but also very pissed at Tris.

'Let's sit you down and get you a drink' he said as he steered me over to our table

'What happened?' asked both Lucy and Gracey as we sat down

I just stared at them. How was I supposed to answer that?

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