What's Done is Done

Chapter 14

- Daniel's POV - 

"You're Brandon Waterson, am I right?" I ask the tall, slender, muscular boy.

"Yes, and you're Daniel Walker, am I right?" He replies cooly, his sparkly golden brown eyes narrowing.

My teeth clench. My fist curl into a ball. 

"Stay away from the Allison Barry bitch," I growl.

"No way, she's my friend and I'm staying with her for life," Brandon argues, glaring.

Brandon protectively grabs Allison's arm.

Dear Lord, that dude has got some nerve!

Then I punch Brandon in the face.

"That's for arguing with me," I scream, punching him in his face again. 

Brandon touches his now bruised cheek. His eyes narrow even more. His eyebrows furrow. His lips purse tightly. He raises his balled fist and pounds my face.

"You have no right to tell me to stay away from Allison!" He screams, throwing punch by punch at me.

Blood drips down my cheeks. Tears fill up my emerald green eyes. But I refuse to let the tears fall. I am a man, I cannot cry like a little girl!

"Look, the reason you gotta stay away from her is that she is a total slutty, skanky whore! She got fucking pregnant, for fuck's sake!" I snarl, wiping the blood off my face. "And if you wanna sleep with her, she'll refuse to do so. You'd have to practically force her into sex if you really want it that bad. And she'll probably get pregnant again because she's an irresponsible dumbass!"

I hear Allison gasp and burst into tears. What an oversensitive baby.

"What you just said," Brandon says, pulling me closer to him, and clutching the sleeve of my shirt. "Isn't true. Firstly, you're the one who got you pregnant, so it's your fault too. You're the one who convinced her to sleep with you. If you weren't so good looking and attractive, she would't sleep with you at all and she wouldn't get knocked up. She is not a whore or a slut. She is a generally smart and responsible and levelheaded young woman who made a mistake. She's the first friend I made and she's already my best friend. In fact, I'm falling madly in love with her. So, sorry, but I'm not leaving. I'm gonna stick to her side for the rest of my and her life."

He stands back and envelopes still hysterically sobbing Allison into a warm, loving, protective bear hug.

I shake my head and scoff. "You're an idiot, Waterson, a complete and total idiot."

To my surprise, Allison yells, "Daniel! You stop attacking Brandon with those untrue insults, goddamn it! You're the one who's an idiot for leaving me! You're the one who's stupid, irresponsible, inconsiderate loser! You broke my heart, ran off from me, and guess what, Brandon replaced you! I love him with all my heart way more than I ever loved you! And if he wants to sleep with me, I'll agree with him because I know that he'll never leave me and break my heart! So get the fuck out, Daniel!"

What Allison had said to me angered me, absolutely angered me.

Here's what I do:

Push her onto the ground.

Kick her in the ridiculously fat stomach continuously until it bleeds uncontrollably.

"You deserved that beating," I say to Allison, spitting her on her face.

Then I stomp off angrily.