Shawn stared at the little droplets of blood falling from his best friends white knuckles to the hard ground. Shawn's face was streaked with blood, and he knew he deserved it. Shawn took a shaky breath a prepared himself for another beating. Cory punched him in the face three more times before calming down just a little bit. Shawn was shaking. He had never been more physically or emotionally hurt.
"You got my little seventeen year old sister pregnant! Do you expect me not to want to kill you? C'mon, Shawn! You're my best friend! How could you do this to me and my family?! And most of all to MORGAN?! This is going to ruin her life, Shawn! She's seventeen! She can't take care of a baby!"
"Cory, I can completely understand how much you hate me right now—" All of a sudden Cory jumped on Shawn, knocking him on to the ground. Cory sat on top of his best friends torso, repeatedly punching him in the face. Shawn's head swung from left to right with every blow to the face. Blood was everywhere, and Cory was angrier at Shawn then he'd ever been at him in their entire friendship. Shawn's eyelids were slowly getting droopier every turn Cory's fist made contact with his face. Cory didn't stop until Shawn's eyes were completely shut, and he had blacked out.
