Wake Up Call (English) #Wattys2016

When the rage take over

I looked down at my hands when he came walking into the room. One of the nurses had told me and asked me if it was okay, I'd said yes. Cause ... I'm not a pussy. And I'm not afraid of him. Although Marshall isn't here to protect me if I need it, I know that I can do so myself. Besides, had Marshall known that Brian was here he'd ripped Brian open with the chainsaw or something... ehrm ...

"Dear God, are you okay ??" He asked and sat down on the chair next to me. I met his gaze hard.

"Why do you fucking care?" I spat, he sighed and looked down at his hands.

"Because I was a fucking ass." He looked up again. "I know, I was drunk. But being drunk is no excuse for the way I acted or treated you the days before our wedding ---" He stopped talking when he saw the ring on my finger, I twirled it around my finger for myself. I looked up when he didn't say anything for a while. He met my gaze hard. "You're marriying HIM ..?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Maybe I should call HIM so he can beat your ass again?"I said pissed, he took to his temple with a sigh. I rolled my eyes. "Why the hell are you even here? You're damn lucky Marshall isn't here! Cause I wouldn't even TRY to stop him when he knocks you the fuck out! You know he has been boxing right ??" I said with a grin, he's going to fall to the ground like a little bitch!

"I'm here to see how you are ... And ... I heard you lost our baby and ..." I looked at him quietly.

"Yeah, they called you?" He nodded gently. "Fucked up isn't it? I shouldn't be sad about it with the way I was PREGNATED ..." He looked down. "But I am. I lost my child ..."

"I'm really sorry, Alexis..." He took my hand in his as the door was opened and Marshall came walking in with a little smile, that was until he saw Brian. His smile disappeared, his eyes looked at Brian like a predator, and he jumped forward, pulled up Brian from his chair and slammed him into the wall with furious eyes. His whole body shook with rage as he watched Brian killing.

"GIVE ME ONE FUCKING REASON of why I shouldn't BEAT YOUR ASS TO THE FLOOR !!!!" He yelled at Brian's  face. I looked at him with wide eyes as Brian swallowed hard.

"I was just ... I ... I was just ---" Marshall smashed him into the wall again.

"YOU WAS JUST WHAT ?! HOLDING ALEX'S HAND !?"

"It wasn't what it looked like!" I said quickly, I wanted that Marshall would beat up Brian cause, HELLO, Obviosly !? But I didn't want him to think it was something that happened between us right then and there! Marshall kept staring at Brian as Brian looked over at me.

"DON'T YOU EVEN FUCKING LOOK AT HER FAGGOT !!!" He threw Brian into the wall on the other side of the room, I got big eyes and looked at Marshall with a gasp. What the ... Marshall ran against Brian again and dragged him up with one arm, lightning out of his eyes as he stared into the eyes of Brian hard. "If I ever see you here again, if I ever see you TOUCHING her again ..!" Brian swallowed hard. "I may be fucking sober now and maybe more mature ... But don't think for a SECOND that with my soberness, my craziness dissapeared .. !!"

"Marshall I----"

"Don't even fucking call me that, faggot! IT'S SLIM AND I WILL CUT YOU OPEN AND HANG YOU WITH YOUR FUCKING ORGANS IF I EVER SEE YOU AGAIN !!!!" I looked at Marshall with big eyes, it was almost as if he was another fucking PERSON !!!!

"Marshall ..?" I said quietly, he let out an angry scream and threw a hard punch at Brian. Doctors came running into the room and saw what was happening, they grabbed Marshall. He kicked and screamed towards Brian as he wiped his bloody nose.

"FUCKING BITCH !!! LET ME FUCKING GO AND LET ME KILL THIS FUCKING FAGGOT !!!!" He screamed and kicked and jumped to get out of their grips. 5 doctors were needed to hold him down to the floor. He didn't stop even if he couldn't get up, he continued to struggle to get out.

"MARSHALL !!!" I yelled, he met my gaze with killing, cold eyes. What the hell ?!

"WHAT !!!" He yelled back. Okay, what the hell! I got up from the bed and slapped him in the head.

"SNAP OUT OF IT !!!" I yelled, Brian and the doctors looked at me with wide eyes as Marshall let out a groan.

"Ooow ?? The fuck you hit me for ... GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME, Y'ALL ARE BREAKING MY DAMN BACK !!" He said annoyed, doctors helped him up before they helped me back to bed. I looked at Marshall questioning as one of the doctors checked if my stitches had gone up. He met my gaze, and it almost looked as if he realized what had just happened. He bit his lower lip and looked down and then sat down in the chair furthest away from me while he picked up his phone to play Pac-Man or something like that. As usual. I continued to stare at him, what I just saw ... Wasn't fucking him ...