There was more shouting, it wasn't Ryan, it sounded more like Pete. “I wish I could see what’s going on”
“Maybe” He was looking out as well.
The crowd gathered in, I heard shouting. I pushed all the bushes aside and ran in. Victoria was defiantly kicking in, Vicky wouldn't do this. I came up to the group and jumped on someone’s back. I pulled his hair back and pushed my knee into his back. He fell to the floor and I kicked him. He grabbed my ankle and I jumped up he was still holding my ankle, his arm fell down with my weight and I turned my foot. He squinted where his skin had twisted and I stumped on his head. Another one turned around and sore me, he walked up to me, picked me up by arms, I couldn't move them. I looked at him and swung my head forward, his head went back and he dropped me, I kicked at his knee and I felt it crack myself. He threw himself on the floor and held his leg. I put my foot at his throat and pushed down, his wind pipes where out of us, when he stopped struggling, I released my foot, I knew he was alive, I took it off at just the right moment. I turned around and Richie was behind me, I went to hit, but he grabbed my wrist. “What are you doing here?”
“Same as you”
“You need to get out of here” He was looking around to make sure no one was there. I looked at him and pushed him to the side, I threw my fist forward and then kicked, the guy went flying back. “Um, thank you”
“No problem”
“But you still need to get out of here”
“No I don’t” I walked away more towards the crowd.
I heard him call “Vicky” When he called my name, I saw Ryan swing his head around to look at me and he got hit in the distraction. He was on the floor and the guy picked him up and went throw him to the floor, but Ryan rolled back out of his arms so he was behind him and kicked, the man flew to the floor. Ryan walked over to me and grabbed me “Are you stupid, get out of here”
“No Ryan, I need to be here”
“Please, go, I cant see this happen again, please go”
“I cant”
Ryan swung around and hit someone in the face before he got near him and whilst he was swinging, I ran the other way. Ryan can’t stop me, I am meant to be here. I saw Pete on the floor with a guy about to kick him and I launched myself at him. It pushed him away a little, but he turned to me and smacked me hard against my face. Just then, Pete swung his leg into his stomach and kneed his head.
“Vicky, thank you in all, but why are you hear?”
“Reasons”
I turned around, things were calming down a bit. I saw Ryan again and he was just kicking someone’s head. Once most of the guys where on the floor or ran, we all gathered in the middle. I put my hand to my nose and felt a warm moist liquid, somewhere along the line someone gave me a nose bleed. I could tell that at some point I was going to have at least two bruises on my face. I felt my eyebrow and that had a slit to it as well.
“Is everyone ok?” Pete asked
There was a chorus of “Yeah”
“Vicky, you alright?” He was either looking at my eyebrow or my nose.
“Never better” I smiled
Ryan walked over to me and wiped my eyebrow and nose. “Are you sure your ok?” He said it quietly
“I am fine”
“Your bleeding” He pulled the hair away from the cut.
“Just shows I’m hard” I smiled
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