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"Guys, I am getting tired." Ricky said.

"Yeah, us too. So who is sleeping where?" Connor said, raising a brow.

"Me and Foster will sleep upstairs in the guest bedroom." Trevor said.

"Jenn and I will sleep in here." Jack said. Everyone "oooed" at them.

"I will be back." Sam said, and he walked out.

"Who pissed him off?" Connor asked.

"Trevor" Jc said.

Trevor shot him a look.

"What? I'm being honest. I mean, it was only a kiss." He said, leaning back.

"Only a kiss? Seriously? He kissed my fucking girlfriend. And you defended me! What the hell?!" Trevor shouted.

Jc stood up and got inches away from Trevors face.

"Shut the hell up Trevor" Jc said.

"Dude, back away from him." Ricardo told him.

In a matter of a second, Jc punched Trevor in the jaw. He fell to the floor, holding his mouth.

"JC! STOP!" I yelled

"Fo-fost-" trevor managed to say, before Jc began punching him uncontrollably. Connor, Ricardo, and Ricky managed to remove him off of Trevor and take him to another room.

I ran up to Trevor quickly. I could feel the hot tears in my eyes.

Jack and Jenn ran up to Trevor with me, while Kaitlin and Kian went out to find Sam. No one knew where Bella was, and no one honestly cared.

"What do we d-do?" I asked them.

"Um, lets take him upstairs." Jack suggested.

"Good idea." Jenn said.

I looked at Trevor, who was passed out. He looked so helpless...you could see the bruises on him already. He had a pierce, black eye, with blood coming out of his mouth and nose.

Jack picked up Trevor and we followed him up the stairs. We arrived at a room in the back of the house. We opened the door with a loud creaking noise. Jack placed Trevor down on the bed.

"I will go get some rags and ice packs." Jenn said.

Jack followed Jenn out of the room.

I could see Trevors chest moving up and down. I rubbed his cheek gently. I would feel his face swell under my fingers.

"We're back." Jack said.

He handed me the rag and ice. He took Jenns hand and left, closing the door behind him.

I gently washed Trevors face with the rag, whipping the, now dry, blood from his face. I put the icepack on his cheek. He suddenly opened his eyes, looking at me.

"Trevor, are you okay?" I asked him. He looked at me, kind of in a confused way.

"Who are you?" he asked.

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