Dark Times

His most serious fight.

Garrett climbed off his motorcycle. He could see Sam trying to stop his father from getting to the house. Garrett strut over pulling his dad back and stepping between Samuel and Desmond.

"Hey back the fuck off." Garrett swore his shoulder's squared, his fist balled. His anger building up

"I just want to talk to your mom." He fumed. His cheeks and ears blotched red.

"She doesn't want to talk to you."

Desmond started forward, Garrett pushing him back. His anger rising a level.

"Do you know who I fucking am? You've been to the fights. You know what they call me, you know what happens. There's a reason most people give up or end up in ICU." Garrett roared getting closer to his father. " you know my real name, so why don't you say it?"

"El Diablo." His father spat at his feet "that's no achievement, you're just tarnishing my last name."

Garrett just smirked and turned around walking towards the house bringing Samuel.

"Stay inside." Garrett said cracking his neck and knuckles stretching his arms and shoulders releasing some of his lent up tension. He turned facing his father, delivering a hard blow to his face.

"That's for giving me your last name."

He swung a right hook this time.

"That's for tarnishing you're own damn name."

Desmond tried steadying himself. As he found his balance he tried to swing at garrett. One of Garrett's fist landed a sharp blow to Desmond's ribs causing his to bend over sputtering for air.

"You really want to try and fuck shit up again! Everything was getting better!" Garrett voice rose.

"Everyone but yours." His father wheezed. "Look at you, pure anger."

"Shut up," Garrett shouted at him "you don't know shit."

Garrett saw him father smirk when James black SUV pulled up, James climbed out with Carmen following her baby bump prominently peeking out from her T-shirt.

Desmond looked back over at garrett.
"So I see she's still got her legs open."

Garrett lunged before James could.

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Samuel finally pulled garrett off desmond with help from James. James ended up with busted lip from garrett fighting their grip.

Desmond lay on the ground unconscious. Samuel sighed checking his pulse.

He pulled out his phone dialing 911.
James Carmen's fuming brother. He glanced at her holding her sobbing mother.

Soon police and the ambulance came. The police took statements from everyone.

Garrett watched as they wheeled, and then hoisted Desmond into the ambulance. Samuel walked over to them

"I'm gonna go with them to the hospital, but I'll be back tonight. They may need some help anyway."

Garrett released the breath he was holding. Following the everyone else back into the apartment. Carmen met them in the kitchen/living.

"Chava," carmen sighed looked at the blood on garrett face. She raised his hands looking at his bloody bruised knuckles.

"I'm fine" garrett pulled his hand out of her hands walking towards his room.

"Salvador Garret Atkinson, I swear." Carmen sighed calling his full name "you need to go get looked at."

"I'm fine." He slammed his room door.

He sighed peeling off his clothes. He walked into his bathroom turning on the shower and stepping into the hot water letting his stream down his face over his body, his muscles screamed with pleasure. His tense shoulders relaxing. He heard his phone go off, acquainted by the wanted playing.

"Fuck, Lani" he cursed stepping out the water.