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I stand there helplessly, watching as the tension between Nico and Dylan builds, knowing that a fight is about to break out. I can feel my heart racing in my chest as I watch, panic settling in as I realise that I don't know how to stop this.
"Guys, please stop..." I try to reason, but my voice is drowned out by the sound of their anger. Neither of them seem to hear me, their eyes locked on each other, bodies tense and poised for a fight.
The fight starts quickly and furiously, both of them launching themselves at each other, fists flying with anger and force. I can hear the impacts as their punches and kicks land on each other.
My heart is in my throat as I watch, panic and helplessness running through me. There's nothing I can do to stop them, nothing that I can say to break them up. All I can do is watch.
It's clear that Nico is the stronger of the two, as he slowly overpowers Dylan, his punches and kicks landing with more force, knocking him down to the ground.
As Dylan collapses to the ground, Nico sees his chance to overpower him even more, quickly straddling his body and pinning him to the ground
Dylan struggles against Nico's grip, trying to break free, but he's no match for his strength. He has him completely pinned, his eyes burning with anger as he looks down at Dylan
The fight is done, but I can sense that there's still anger and adrenaline running through both of them, and I'm not sure if Nico is satisfied yet. He gives Dylan one last look before he starts punching him again, harder than before. Blood is splattering all over him.
"Nico, stop, please..." I try to talk some sense into him but it's useless, he continues to beat Dylan up. At this point, I'm afraid he might kill him.
I continue to speak to Nico, knowing that he needs to calm down and stop before things escalate further. "Nico, please," I beg quietly, "Just stop. You've won the fight, he's beaten. It's over."
As I speak, I see him tighten his grip on Dylan, his eyes narrowing angrily. It's clear that he's not listening to me, that he's still blinded by his own anger and adrenaline.
I swallow the lump in my throat and take a step forward, continuing to plead to him, trying to get through to him. "Nico, stop," I say louder this time, my voice filled with desperation, "You need to stop now. You're going to kill him."
He looks at me for a moment, his eyes meeting mine, and I think I see a flicker of understanding in them, but it's not enough to make him stop. He's still consumed by his anger, still determined to make Dylan pay.
I continue to speak to him, my voice shaky but firm, "Nico, please. He's had enough." I say, stepping closer to him. For a moment, it seems like he's listening to me, his grip on Dylan loosening slightly.
I can see the rage in his eyes slowly fading, replaced by a hint of fatigue. He's breathing heavily, and I can tell he's starting to come to his senses.
I reach out and touch his arm gently. "You've made your point. You can stop now." I say softly, meeting his eyes with mine.
His grip on Dylan weakens even more, and I can tell that he's finally come to his senses, his anger cooled and replaced by regret. He slumps over slightly, the adrenaline leaving his body.
I keep my hand on his arm, offering him reassurance and support. "It's okay," I murmur softly, trying to comfort him. "Let's just go, please."
He nods, his breaths still shaky, but he agrees with me. "Yeah," he mutters, his voice rough, "Let's go."
We start to walk away from the scene, leaving Dylan lying on the ground behind us. I keep my hand on Nico's arm, supporting him and letting him lean on me a bit as we walk.
~Hey besties, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. See you soon <3
