Sparta ~Tommy Conlon

Chapter 11: This is love

Malia's POV:

I woke up the next morning to an incredibly annoying sound. There was a loud banging on the door, I was praying that Carol wasn't awoken by the obnoxious sound. I pushed myself up and walked over to the door. I opened the door just enough so I could peek out but it was thrown open but made no noise. I gasped and a hand was placed over my mouth, I was pulled outside and the door was shut. I pushed his hands off of me. "What the hell are you doing here, Trent?"

"Nah, I ask questions here first. I know you don't own any shirts like that, who's fucking shirt are you wearing? Huh?"

I rolled my eyes, "It's none of your damn business Trent."

He clenched his fists and his friends stepped up to him on both sides. Theo & Corey. I turned around to walk back inside when a hand fell on my arm. I wasn't going to play any more games. I turned around and hit Trent so hard in the face. He lost his balance and fell into Corey. Theo walked up to me and grabbed both of my wrists, I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine and he let go of me. I grabbed the door handle and twisted it, I pushed it open but it only opened maybe an inch before I was pulled backward, the force had me slam the door. Corey and Theo held me on the ground while Trent started attacking me, I cried out in pain with every hit I took. I tried to find a way out but nothing was working. Trent finally kicked me so hard in the ribs that I felt a rush of adrenaline. I pushed myself off the ground managed to pull Corey to the ground and I hit Theo in the jaw. Trent just looked at me.

"You need to leave, now!" My voice broke.

I heard the door open and I looked behind me. Out stepped a very pissed off looking Tommy. He was wearing a black tank top and grey sweatpants. The door shut as he walked over to me and put his arm around me, he examined my face and looked back at the three guys. "Who the hell is this, Malia?"

Tommy looked at me and leaned down, "Is the small one in the middle Trent?"

"Yeah,"

Tommy just nodded, "Malia, who the fuck is this guy? Is he the owner of that shirt because I swear to god if he is I'll-"

"You'll what?" Tommy cut him off, "You and your pack of bitches will hunt me down? You'll knock on the door? Oh, I'm so scared."

"It is him, what the hell are you doing here with him?" Theo asked.

"Listen here, you wanna know what I'll do to you? Take one look at Malia, if I did that to someone I love then what do you think I'll do to someone like you?" Trent remarked.

Tommy smiled, "You call what you did to her love?" He looked down at me and set his hand on my back, he pulled me into him and leaned down. He set his lips on mine and held me close. I put my hand on his face and pulled him closer. I broke the kiss and looked at the three others. Corey's jaw was dropped, Theo was looking at Trent and I could see the steam coming out of Trent's ears. "That is love,"

Trent started walking towards us, Tommy pushed me behind him and held his hands up, before Trent could throw a punch, Tommy nailed him in the nose and he dropped like a fly. He was groaning and was about to get up when Theo went in for a round with Tommy. Theo hit him but Tommy grabbed his arm and hit him hard in the stomach. Corey was next and Tommy turned to face him, I saw that Trent was up and going to attempt to hit Tommy while his focus was on Corey. I swiftly moved from behind Tommy and got in Trent's way. Where he hit me across the face, I dropped to my knees and let out a heavy breath. Tommy dropped Corey and turned to look at me, something inside Tommy flickered and he tackled Trent to the ground. Tommy was hitting him hard and swiftly.

"Tommy," I whispered, he stopped mid-swing and looked at me. I coughed and some blood came up. I was crying and my nose was bleeding. He ran over to me while Theo and Corey drug Trent to their car and drove away. Tommy lifted me and brought me inside, he set me down in the kitchen and I leaned on the counter. I was in front of the sink, Tommy took a ponytail from my wrist and pulled my hair back and put it up. I watched the blood drip into the sink and began to cry. "I'm sorry Tommy."