Secretly Zalfie

The Fight

~Alfie's POV~

I remember walking down his street, I was sure to not step on any cracks on the sidewalk, just to be safe. I remember the feeling of anger bubbling inside my gut, I swept my hand through my hair and placed my hands at my side clenched in fists, I slowly let them open, hoping it would calm me down, it didn't. I remember the blue sky, a rare occurrence for England, I remember walking up his pathway to his red front door, The voice in my head was telling me to turn around, but I didn't, I knocked on his door. I heard the door open and I remember seeing his face and Zoe standing behind him, then my fist connected with his jaw, I kept pounding him. I could see blood all over my knuckles but I didn't care, he needed to pay, his nose was bleeding and his eyes were black.
"Alfie, please stop, please Alfie stop!" Screamed Zoe.
I didn't, Zoe ran in front of Caspar, protecting him, I hit her too, she screamed and fell to the floor,
"M-Mate... I'm s-sorry" Caspar said through bloody lips.
I wanted to stop but I couldn't my fist kept going, I couldn't stop it, I was under a trance I had to stop, but I just couldn't.
Then I woke up, in my bed, it was a dream. I was panting and huffing and I burst into tears. I couldn't ever hurt either of them, I might've disliked Caspar, hated him even, but he was one of my mates, I couldn't do anything to hurt him, or Zoe, that dream had made me realise that, I had to fix everything, it would take a while to forgive them but if Zoe was telling the truth, I had over reacted, sure what Caspar did was absolutely awful, I felt betrayed but violence was not going to be the way to fix it. I had to at least try.. For Zoe.