Chapter 8

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•Travis' pov•
   I punch Kaden in the face. He falls back, holding his nose. I saw blood peek through–he was bleeding. Gret.
   "What the fuck? Hitting everyone today, are we?" Kaden snaps. His voice is muffled and clogged.
   "No more than I'm gonna hit you, bastard," I growl.
    "Why's that?" He questions, "because I insulted Mythera and you wuvvv her."
    I stumble for a moment, giving Kaden the opportunity to stand.
    "N-no," I  stammer, falling back.
    "Please!" Kaden snorts, "I saw how jealous you got every time you saw me With that purple-haired bitch."
     "Don't call her that!" I yell angrily,  as he kicks me in the chest and I fall back onto my ass.
    "I'll call the little bitch whatever I want," Kaden snaps, "and you can't do anything about it."
    Before I can contradict him- even though he is probably correct- he lifts his leg, as if he is about to rob me of my two little buddies.
    "Nope!" Yells a voice I heard earlier today. Kaden goes flying, Brendan standing in his place.
   "Thanks," I mumble, "but I had it covered."
   "Right," he scoffs. "Although it might make things easier for me if you don't have any while dating Myth, I can't let someone take your balls. Bro code."
   "Bro code," I echo, standing up. "So does that mean you won't throw me out of her bedroom?"
     "No promises there," Brendan scowls, "but I don't believe there's anything in the Bro code about neutering the guy who was a dick to your sister."
     "No," I agree, "I don't believe there is."
     "Guess this guy needs to go to the vet," he smirks.
    "That he does," I nod, "help a bro up?"
    Brenden raises an eyebrow, "you can't do that yourself? I thought you were supposed to be tough, but you can't even stand up by yourself?"
     "Well..." I mutter, "I almost got my junk turned into a pancake. Give me a break."
     He reaches down, offering me a hand. I grab it and let him pull me to my feet.
    In seconds I was pinned against a wall. Brenden got in my face, hissing, "you'd better not fucking hurt her, or Kaden won't be the only one loosing his manhood."
    "Excuse me?" I splutter.
     "Yeah," he grunts, "she might like you but you'd better not fucking hurt her. You break her heart I break your fucking face."
   I raise an eyebrow. "Oh?" I clear my throat, "I would never 'fucking' hurt her, but I would maybe fuck her in general."
   Brendan's face goes red with anger and before I can flinch his fist flies into my face. He straightens up. "Now let's get back to Kaden.." He grumbles.
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Sowwy for the short chapter 030

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