Locker 2812 (Danny Edge Fanfiction)

14. Disasterology.

---Danny's POV---

Ok. Who was this 'dude', why was he standing next to my girlfriend and why was Martha look like she had been crying for hours in end?

As soon as I asked her what was going in she ran into my arms and hugged me as if her life depended on it. I hugged her with every inch of compassion in my body. I shot the guy (man? boy?) a glare and he looked at me all innocent, but I knew there was something dodgy about him.

When Martha pulled away from my grasp I held her near me. Placing my hand on her waist and wiping away the tears off of her flustered cheeks. I then took her face in my hand and placed a kiss on her tender lips and said "Talk to me when we get home. Everything will be fine baby." Just to let the 'dude' that she was mine. She nodded in agreement and turned to the small, scraggly man.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Victor Fuentes. But call me Vic. I was Marth-. I know Martha." Victor said to me, offering his hand to me. I looked and contemplated on whether to shake it or just give him a look to make him uncomfortable.

I decided to not shake his hand. Being as I have a feeling that he was the one to make Martha cry.

A silence fell upon us and he was just stood there with his hand out as I was stood there staring at him. He looked extremely uncomfortable so he retracted his arm and started shuffling his feet about.

"So can you explain why Martha was crying?" I asked him, an over-protective tone flooded my voice.

"No, I'm sorry. I didn't get your name?" He replied. Oh he does like to act the innocent prick doesn't he?

"My names Danny. So why was she crying then? Being as you were stood there next to her you surely you should kno-", that's when Martha interrupted me.

"Seriously its fine Danny. I'll tall about it at home ok?" She asked me with pleading eyes. Or it could've just been that her eyes were so red that they gave a desperate look. Either way I nodded in agreement.

"Hey we should probably get going Danny. We're gonna be late." Paul stated.

"Where are we going?" Martha asked.

"Um, Paul. I think its best if me and Martha stopped at my place while you and Lucy go out.  Martha needs some sleep and we need to talk about stuff." I told Paul. "Is that ok?" I asked Martha. I didn't want to push her into anything. She nodded and a small smile spread across her emotion-filled expression.

Vic stared at me and I said:

"Well, Vic. It was delightful meeting you. I hope we never meet again." I said with a blatant over- protective tone in my voice.

"Now Danny. Don't be cheeky. We've only just met. Iv done nothing wrong." He spoke up. With a smug smile plastered across his mocha complexion.

"Me cheeky? Never. I mean look at your face. Stupid smile plastered across your face. Your the reason why Martha was crying and you know you were. So obviously I'm gonna protect her from idiots like you!" I spat at him. "Come on Martha lets go." I said and lead Martha away. Her hand in mine. We were about 8 ft away from vic when he shouted:

"How old are you? 12!? You dont understand anything! Its not my fault she wouldn't do as she was told and I had to hit her to put her straight!" He realised what he said and put his hand over his mouth and his eyes widened in shock.

"You what? You used to hit her? What sort of man hits the woman he supposedly loves? No man with balls hits a woman. Ever!"

And with that I lept on him. My hand forming a fist which met his face with ultimate force.