Fracture

CHAPTER FOURTY ONE

❊-♡︎Scarlett♡︎-❊

"What the fuck," Patrick muttered, his body pressed against mine, as I had stopped in my tracks causing him to bump into me.

Looking into the driveway, the only word to describe what was going on was chaos.

Aoife had Joey pinned to the side of Hughie's car to stop him from fighting, while Shannon was crying into her hands and Johnny was trying to console her. On the other side of the car Katie was avoiding being hit by a beer bottle being flung into the air, while Hughie was straddling someone that I couldn't make out. Then to top it off Lizzie was throttling Gerard.

"Oh my god!" I heard Claire shout as she ran full speed out of the house.

"Who the fuck do you think you are coming on my property?" Hughie roared.

"The Gardaí are on the way," Mr. Murphy from two doors down shouted, "They'll bring the paddy wagon and sort ye little toe rags out."

"Good," Hugh shouted, pummeling the person beneath him, "Tell them to bring more transport. Because if they put me in the same paddy wagon as a rapist, I'll kill him!"

Rapist?
Fuck.
No, no, no.

I felt myself start to panic.

"Hugh!" Mam was now running across the street with Keith close behind, "Get off him this instant!"

"Hugh, no!" Katie was now crying out.

"Don't touch him!" Lizzie screamed when Keith grabbed Hugh and tore him off Mark, "Get your fucking hands off him!"

She then jumped at my stepfather and began clawing at him while shrieking, "Let him go!"

I felt Patrick rest a hand on my back, and I let him.

I needed any comfort I could get.

Now that Mark was back on his feet he went charging towards Hughie, knocking Lizzie to the ground at the same time.

When Mark landed on Lizzie, she began screaming the worst most terrifying noise I'd ever heard.

I felt myself lunging towards her, because I knew having that man on top of you was absolutely petrifying.

"Get the fuck off her," Gerard shouted at the same time I screamed, "Get off!"

Lizzie scrambled out from beneath him on her hands and knees, shaking and crying uncontrollably.

"Shh, Liz," Shannon began consoling her, "Shh, Liz, just breathe, okay? It's okay. You're right here with me."

Looking to Patrick I swallowed hard and nodded my head in her direction.

He was her friend and she needed him right now, and in a moment involving Mark I would let him comfort her.

"Jesus Christ," He quickly unbuttoned his jacket and draped it around Lizzie's shoulders.

"See what you did?" Hughie screamed, while Johnny now stood in between Hughie and Keith and Mark.