My fist soon connected with his face, leaving his lip bloody and me happy. He didn't know what hit him. When he was disoriented, I had pushed open his door further and let myself in, so now he was near the outdoors, with me inside. He turned around and looked at me. "You son of a-" I shut him up with another punch to the cheek, this time hitting the other side. He punched my face too. Pretty soon, we were in an all-out brawl. Not to brag or anything, but I was winning. I have him pinned down now. So I spit in his face and said,
"Don't. Ever. Hurt. YN. Ever. Again. Or I. Will. Hurt. You."
I punched him in between every word I said. He sat there with a mad look on his face, but I could tell that he was hurt. He pushed me off of him and stood up, lifting me up with my shirt (also ripping it). He yelled in my face,
"Listen here you bastard. YN still loves me. And I love her. You're not going to get in the way of that anymore," and he pushed me against the wall. He turned around, running upstairs. What the hell is he doing?! I began to run up the stairs when I saw him coming out of his room with a gun in his hand. I began to back away from him slowly, and then sprinted down the stairs. "WHERE ARE YOU GOING YOU SON OF A BITCH!" he screamed down at me. I immediately ran out of his house and down towards my car. That's when I nearly ran straight into YN and i realized that she had followed me here. I quickly left my car and ran back to her. I picked her up and ran to my car. I opened the back door and threw her as gently as possible into the backseat. I hopped into the front seat and turned on the car, driving away. She must've been so confused because she just kept screaming and saying "Why are you hurt Justin?! Where's Ben?!" When she saw him come out of the front door with a gun in his hand, she quickly understood. Ben started shooting at us, nearing popping my tires. Just in the knick of time I drove away. Since I was 18 yet, I knew what I had done wouldn't be considered assault and I wouldn't have to go to a real jail. Juvi, maybe. But I would go through that if it meant Ben were locked up too. I told YN to call the cops and she did, still slightly confused and laying in the backseat. She called and by the time she was done we were at my house, and so were the cops. I assumed they were at Ben's too. I explained everything and they seemed understanding. They then asked me how old Ben was, YN remembered that his birthday had been a month ago, and that he was 18. They then said that what he did will be counted as assault, on top of attempted murder. They assured us that Ben was going to be going to jail for a long time. They said that I would have to serve some community service hours, but I was willing to pay that as long as I had YN, my greatest treasure.
