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Drunkman pt1

Amelia:
Venti, Venti!

Amelia shouted out to the navy haired boy she saw him in the middle of a crowd.

Venti:
Hm? Oh! Amelia! Hii~!

Venti shouted out back when he saw her yelling at him. Venti did his best to get past the crowded city.

Amelia shoved past people who groaned at her shoving them aside, but they didn't mind it though.

Amelia was shoved by a man who seemed really pissed. The man grabbed her arm before she could get away. Most of the crowd ignored her as they were too busy with the event that caused the crowd to form.

The man pulled Amelia towards him, throwing his arm into the air, he slammed it down on her cheek, leaving a hand slap mark there, a red hue appearing on the hand mark almost instantly.

Venti witnessed what had just happened.

A man who looked to in his 30s had just hit his best friend, Amelia.

Venti couldn't agree with the event that just unfolded and shoved past everyone even quicker than he did before, he wanted to get to her as quickly as he could.

Amelia were still being held by the arm of the man, he was now keeping her by his side, The grip he had on her arm made his nails dig into her skin.

Her arm was now bleeding, Venti kept running towards her.

People gasped as the boy shoved past them.

Venti:
Amelia!

Amelia looked in his direction and now thought that struggling out of the mans grip was a good idea.

He ended up making his grip stronger, causing more blood to gush out of her arm.

She howled in pain as his nails dug deep into her skin.

The man looked down at her with a smirk on his face.

Venti neared the location, still pushing, and shoving past other people.

Venti now has smelt the smell of blood.

It was horrid scent as he knew who the owner of the blood was. Blood dripped down her arm, but she stayed silent, trying to not anger the man to cause her any more pain that he already has.

The man was looking at Venti, he copied that smirk he had earlier.

The mans arm was out, ready to put that blood leaking grip onto Venti's arm as well.

Venti did not have another friend. She was his only friend at the time. Venti's tears spilt as he was crying out for her.

A woman noticed the man holding down Venti, so she ran towards him and hit the man, the man let go of Venti, and looked at the woman.

The woman shouted out at the man. Venti looked at the woman as a thank you and ran after her.

The man and the woman were still arguing but Venti ignored it as his only focus was to save her.

Strange Man:
What's this? A boy is chasing after a man who held his best friend captive?

Narrator:
A man from the shadows spoke out.

Strange Man:
I guess I shall step in this time, I'll plan out the contacts a different day.

Narrator:
The man spoke outloud, then ran after Amelia and Venti. Venti noticed a figure run by, but he was too quick for Venti to see who the figure was.

Next thing Venti knew when he looked forwards again, was the man who had held Amelia captive on the floor, groaning outloud as Amelia laid on the grass near him.

Venti took this opportunity and ran towards her as fast as he could. Venti stood there.

He knew that of he were to die, he wanted to die with her near him.

The figure grabbed the man and knocked him.