My Pace

Chapter 33

Holt's POV
Charlize showed me, the guest room.

Huh.

It's small.

Great.

The bathroom is worse.

Holy shit.

Eric walked into the room.

"What? You don't like it?"

"Nobody asked you."

He threw me up against the wall. He wrapped his hands around my throat.

"You better learn to respect Francisco."

"You don't tell me what to do."

"I'm your brother and I'm older than you."

"No no. You're my STEP brother. That shit is different. Also, I'm not a child. I don't have to listen to you."

"Oh yeah? How old are you?"

"18. I'll be 19 in a few months."

"You still have "teen" at the end of that. You're still a kid."

"Not in the eyes of the law."

"I don't give a fuck, about the law."

"What're you gonna do huh? Punch me again? Beat me up? If you throw the first punch, I'm throwing the next one."

"How about, you throw the first one then."

"Nah. I can't go to jail. A certain someone'd never forgive me."

"Yeah okay. Like anyone'll care."

"Oh trust me. They will. They fuckin will."

He started choking me.

"You'll be lucky if, I don't snap your neck."

"Do...it!"

"Nobody's gonna miss you."

I started laughing. He started squeezing my neck tighter. My dad ran into the room.

"PUT HIM DOWN!"

"NO! HE DOESN'T RESPECT YOU!"

"HOW CAN YOH EXPECT HIM TO RIGHT AWAY?! HE HASN'T SEEN ME IN YEARS!"

"DOESN'T MATTER!"

I started gasping for air.

"HE'S TURNING BLUE!"

"DO SOMETHING! HIT ME! KICK ME! DO SOMETHING!"

He held me up using my neck. I started starting scratching his face.

LET ME GO!

LET ME GO!

My eyes started to get heavy.

"HE'S GONNA PASS OUT!"

"I DON'T CARE!"

Oh god.

I'm fuckin dead.

I started kicking him.

"THERE WE GO! I KNOW ABOUT YOU!"

"GET OFF!"

"HE'S NOT TOUGH! HE'S A NOTHING BUT A PUNK! MY COUSIN GOES TO HIS SCHOOL!"

"ERIC PLEASE LET HIM GO!"

"ERIC PLEASE! HE'S OUR BROTHER!"

"WHO GIVES A FUCK?! HE HAS NO RESPECT!"

My eyes shut. I felt my body fall.