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The Fight

"I'm gonna fucking kill you!" Corey roared as he grabbed Jay's shirt and whipped him onto the ground.

There was an eruption of shouts and screams then, and all hell seemed to break loose.

Corey's fist flew into Jay's face so many times that his fist hurt, and Clown tried prying him off the poor drummer. But it was no use. Corey didn't normally get angry like this. But when he did, there was no stopping him.

It took a couple of seconds for the rest of the band to notice what was going on. But when they did, they a did their best to pry him off.

But it didn't work. Even Mick couldn't do it.

"I told you to fucking stay home Weinberg! And you didn't listen!" Cotey roared, his fists punching wherever they could.

Jay didn't do anything. He took in every single with dignity. He knew he should've listened to Corey. It took him a lot of courage to even show his face in the studio that day. It was amazing that he even made it this far.

Soon, the weight was being lifted off of him, and Corey thrashed and screamed as Craig dragged him off the smaller man

"Get off me Craig," he thrashed against his tight grip, "I'm gonna kill this bitch!"

Craig didn't respond. He was usually the one who set Corey in his place. Being that he had the most strength and control.

Just when everyone thought the fight was over, Corey's elbow went flying into Craig's nose, causing the quiet man to stagger back.

And just when Jay thought his face couldn't hurt even more, Corey launched himself back onto him, his fists continuing their violent charades.

"Corey stop!" Someone yelled over the madness, but Corey didn't listen.

"Dude he's unconscious, let it go!"

Corey didn't reply again. And this time, he felt two people yank him off Jay, and he let it happen. He didn't fully realize how much damage he'd done until he noticed that his fists were throbbing uncontrollably.

"Fucking ow..." he groaned, but it was cut short because someone back-handed him.

"Ow? Dude, you should fucking look at Jay! What the actual fuck?"

Corey didn't respond. He didn't want to listen to Mick's lecturing. At this point, he just wanted to go home and sleep.

And with the small amount of energy left in him, he did. Leaving the rest of them to call the ambulance.