*ELI'S POV*
I flung open the door in time to see Alex injecting something into Anna's arm. "HEY!" Alex quickly looked up, still holding the needle in her arm. I jumped across Anna's bed and tackled him, praying he hadn't done anything worse. I pressed my hand on his throat. "What the hell have you been doing to her, you son of a bitch?" He squirmed under me, gasping faintly for air. I let up slightly, just enough to let him speak. He gulped in air so fast that I thought he would choke. Then he just looked up at me. "Well? I'm waiting, buddy." He smiled.
"You have no clue what I've done to her so far. And you can't stop me from doing anything else." I tightened my grip on his throat.
"I'm pretty sure I can, actually. Now tell me what you've done to her."
"Why do you even care? Aren't you the bad boy player at Redwing High?" I hesitated. Yeah, I was the bad boy, but behind every action is a reason. I stood up for Anna, fought off Alex, had him pinned down with my hand on his neck for a reason. I leaned in close to Alex.
"I'm not letting you kill Anna like my sister was killed. By an abusive boyfriend. I lost her two years ago. I'm not losing Anna now. So if you think that you can hurt her, even for a second, you're sadly mistaken. If you want to get to her, you have to go through me. And I'll tell you, that's not as easy as you may think." He smirked.
"Oh really? You know, that syringe was meant to keep Anna in a drug-induced, coma-like state. But I guess you'll have to do." I felt something sharp poke my arm and liquid flow into me. I looked down and saw a needle in my arm, Alex's thumb pressed on the plunger. "I forgot to mention. The effects are instant." My eyes rolled back in my head and everything went black.
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When Worlds Collide
Teen FictionThe bad boy of the school, Eli Bradbury, has always been seen as a player and a delinquent. He juggles girls like clowns juggle pins. Enter Anna Murphy, the transfer student from Ireland. She suffers from depression, anxiety, suicidal tendencies, an...
