Chapter 37

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My phone vibrated in my jeans pocket and PJ sighed against my neck before struggling with his jeans but I was too busy watching Josh as the guys emptied his pockets. I manoeuvred my phone out of my pocket before bringing the phone as close to my face as I could and pressing the green button.

"Hello?" came Max's voice.

"MAX HELP!! JOSH IS HURT!" I screamed down the phone and heard PJ curse. He grabbed my phone and stepped back to throw it at the wall where it smashed. Fuck! How was I going to get help now?

I felt a fire light in my stomach before my whole body lit alight with my anger and rage at the fact that this had happened today. I was angry at the fact that we'd gotten jumped, more importantly I wanted to hurt these pathetic humans for hurting my Josh. I wanted to make them pay because we hadn't been together long and already something had happened.

"You little bitch" PJ said grabbing my arm but I lifted my leg up, my knee connecting with his crotch and he bent over in pain. I didn't care because I knew Josh was in more pain than him so I drove my leg into this guy's stomach and I actually heard a crunching sound before he cried in pain and fell to the floor

I strode angrily over to the group of four who were clustered around Josh's body, watching him writhing in pain. I gritted my teeth as the anger crashed over me again and I balled my hands into fists.

"Move away from my boyfriend" I hissed through my teeth and the four guys glanced at me before laughing.

"No chance. Hey PJ, you're a pussy" one said and I targeted him first.

"Hey" I snarled and he turned to look at me, an exasperated expression on his face which quickly turned to one of pain when I drove my foot into his balls, happy that I'd decided to change into my leather boots for the trip to the chip shop since it was cold again tonight. He groaned and folded to the floor before the guy with the knife approached me after he saw his gang member fall. A smirk appeared on my face as the rage crashed over me again and I wanted nothing more than to hurt this guy, but I wouldn't stoop to the level that he had and use a knife against him. Although that idea didn't sound too bad because I would use it in self defence if I needed to.

He ran at me, the knife poised ready to stab me but I dodged him and kicked at the back of his leg, making him fall to one knee. I grabbed the hand holding the knife, no longer worried about me, just as long as I could take these guys out and wait for Max, since I knew he would come after that call. I twisted his hand not caring about whether it hurt the guy or not and actually heard a weird popping sound, causing the guy to shout in pain and drop the knife. I quickly picked it up before pushing the guy forwards, where he tripped over his own feet and landed headfirst into the streetlight. He collapsed, no longer making a noise.

I whirled on the final guy, brandishing the knife so that he could see. He held his hands up and slowly backed away before turning around and I quickly dropped the knife to the floor, feeling squeamish at the wetness of Josh's blood on the handle before I hurried over to Josh and knelt down at his head.

"Josh" I whispered tears streaming down my face as I saw how immobile he was. I couldn't see his chest moving and I couldn't even hear him breathing. I carefully lifted his head up and placed my legs underneath, before lowering his head down to my lap at the same time that I heard the sound of voices shouting.

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