Surfing with Eli

Chapter 13

Luka:

After spending some time with the others Eli and I made up some excuse to leave earlier and snuck out of the club.

As we started walking side by side, a comfortable silence had fallen between us. I didn't really know what had come over me back there when I had spotted that random guy hitting on Eli at the bar.

All I seen was red and the urge to go state claim over what was mine flooded all other thoughts and I had to intervene. Wait... "what was mine?" Eli wasn't mine. We hadn't even really discussed if this... whatever we had going on here, was exclusive or not.

I knew I wasn't interested in doing these things with anyone else because no one else appealed to me the way he did.

Reaching up to cup the back of my neck I eyed him out of the corner of my eye. Like always, he had his hands in his pockets with a lazy grin on his lips like he did this everyday with me.

I slowly started to inch my hand with my pinkie finger extended out to where his pocket was. This feeling was so different to me, I wasn't sure if you did the same things with a guy that you did with a girl. I wasn't sure how this was all supposed to go.

I was feeling vulnerable for the first time in my life when it came to another person. Before I could link my hand into his pocket Eli completely froze in his tracks.

"What?" I asked stopping a step ahead of him confused by the expression on his face. His usually carefree eyes were full of recognition and fear.

I glanced at him and then narrowing my eyes I followed his gaze and landed on a guy across the street he had to be staring at.

"Do you know him?" he blinked a couple of times shaking his head clear. "That's one of the guys who jumped me a couple years ago" he said, his voice full of positivity that he was looking at one of those bastards that had beat him.

Raising my eyebrows I turned back around, the dude was smoking a cigarette whistling at girls as they passed him and his friend. It was as if something inside me snapped like a dry twig, my fists automatically balled and my steps were intimidating and deliberate as I stalked over to the son of a bitch.

I could faintly hear Eli walking behind me telling me to leave it alone and to just to go catch a taxi with him, but I ignored it. "What are you looking at?" the guy asked putting his cigarette back between his lips once I stopped right in front of him.

"Someone who is about to be very sorry he ever touched my friend" I growled out in a low even voice. The two men raised their eyebrows at me, "Who the fuck do you think you are man?" he asked around his cig.

"Oh hey" he said blowing out curls of smoke, "You're that kid we jacked for only twenty bucks, took the beating like a fucking champ. Too bad you didn't have more in your wallet though" he snorted talking to Eli.

My hand shot out and snatched his cigarette out of his mouth and I shoved him roughly against the brick wall behind him.

His head smacked off it with a crack as I snuffed out the cigarette by burning it into his neck causing him to cuss and thrash around in my hold. So maybe I did have anger management problems but this was a whole other level.

"Luka watch out!" Eli called as the other guy started to come at me, I kicked him in his groin sending him to his knees while I still held the other in a firm grip.

"Apologize" I said in a deadly voice to the scum I had pinned to the wall. I kicked the other guy in the face from his kneeling position, knocking him out and sent him the rest of the way down to the ground.

"Now!" I seethed punching him in the jaw and then nose hearing the sound of bones cracking, "I'm sorry okay! I'm fucking sorry" he cried with wide eyes gazing at Eli behind my shoulder, as blood gurgled in his mouth from his nose.