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Clarabella stood there with her hand over her mouth, she was shaking.
She didn't know what had happened but Ryan was fighting with some guy that she didn't recognise.

"Miles?" Alex also shouted.

Clarabella turned her head towards Alex with a confused and a concerned expression etched into her face. She realised that Alex knew the other guy that Ryan was fighting and for some reason, it made her angrier at Alex.

Alex ran towards them to break up the fight but was only pushed back into the settee, barely missing the glass table that was next to him.

Ryan was on top of the guy for a few seconds, until he was pushed over onto his back and was getting pelted into the face by the other guys fists. They continued to flip over each other and punching each other. Ryan was losing terribly and his face was bleeding.

"Stop! Please fucking stop!" Clara screamed. She looked around the room at the people laughing and recording. "Is anyone going to do anything?" She shouted as people just looked at her like she was stupid.

When Clarabella reached the fighting boys she tried to pull Ryan off the other guy. All of a sudden, she felt an impact on her face and she fell back. She was less fortunate than Alex and ended up smacking her head off of the glass table, shattering it completely. All she heard before she blacked out was many gasps from the people around her and Alex shouting her name, followed by heavy footsteps towards her.

Alex:
I don't know how it happened, I thought she was behind me. I got shoved to the settee after trying to break up a stupid fucking fight that Brian probably caused. My heart skipped a beat when I saw myself approaching the glass table, missing it my a few inches.

My chest tightened when I saw Miles, one of my best friends, fighting Brian. It's not like he knew the guy or that Miles was the type to start a fight, so my guess was that something Brian said had really pissed Miles the fuck off, and I couldn't blame him.

Then I saw Clara run towards Brian and Miles, trying to break them up. She got hit in the face, by Brian of course. The impact hit her so hard that she flew back and hitting her head off of the glass table that I just missed.

My heart dropped, it should've been me, not her. I didn't hesitate for a second to sprint over to her. When I got onto my knees to check if she was alright, I saw a got lot of blood coming from the back of her head.

"Someone get help! Now!" I started to tremble.
I then see Jamie and Matt sprint into the room, probably after hearing the huge bang and shatter of the glass.
The boys behind me were still fighting, regardless of Clara being on the floor and fucking bleeding out.
"Everything's going to alright Clara, I promise." I whisper.

Jamie and Matt end up breaking up the fight, with only a few bruises on their arms.
Once they calmed them down they came over to me and Clara, helping her as much as they could.

I sat there watching Clara intensively, telling her to stay awake even though I knew that she was blacked out. The worry in my stomach was going to make me sick. I kept brushing her hair that was now covered in blood out of her face. Other people were putting tissue on her wound to compress her bleeding as Brian decided to up and leave. Fucking cunt.

About half an hour later, her eyes started to flicker awake. Me and Jamie were sat in an empty room with her, away from all of the chaos of the party.

She brought her hand up to her forehead and winced at the pain.
"Hey Clara, are you alright?" Jamie asked, as I was too afraid to say anything.