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"And yet, no one asks you either. Yet, you got involved."
"Involved? Of course I got involved. Ethan didn't deserve what you had been doing to him. You're nothing but a piece of shit." Layla spats at Daniel.
The memories. The pain. The fear. The hatred. The tears. It all comes rushing back. I am frozen.
"Cmon Ethan, you're going to let your little girlfriend stand up for your weak, pathetic ass...again? You are nothing, Ethan."
"You stop that right now." Layla warns.
I hear him begin to walk closer. When I spin around, anger overcomes me. And not a second later when Daniel reaches for Layla. I grab his wrist before he reaches hers. "I suggest you don't touch her." I say surprisingly calmly, given my current state.
"Oh, so now the little sheep bitch stands up for himself? Took you long enough." He throws me to the ground.
"Ethan!" Layla runs forward, but Daniel shoves her to the ground.
"Layla!" I jump up and rush over to her aid. That bastard shoves me back, yet in blind rage, I shove him to the ground. "You shouldn't have touched her. You are nothing but an abusive bastard. You deserve everything you get." I begin pounding his face in repeatedly.
"Ethan?"
"Oh my god, Ethan stop!" Wesley runs over and tackles me off.
"Get off me! He hurt Layla!" I shove Wes back.
"Ethan!" Wesley holds me back. "Calm down. You nearly beat him to death." He says calmly.
I blink, calming down. I look at Daniel, and sure enough he is coughing up blood. I then look at Layla, who is being nursed by Lukas.
I nod and step back.
"You okay?"
I nod. "Call the cops." I then sit down on a park bench.
