Chapter eight, Trouble with Shy's boyfriend.

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(Noah's POV)

I was laying in bed in the middle of the night staring a my ceiling when I heard shouts from downstairs. I groaned and rolled out of bed to see who it was and what was wrong.

Half way down the stairs I realized that the shouts were coming from two males, one was recognizably Emerson and the other was new, there was also a crying coming from what sounded like a female.

Once I got to the bottom of the stairs I saw that the crying was coming from Shy and that Emerson was shouting at a tall guy who was big and could crush him if he wanted to. I saw Emerson look back check on Shy and just as he turned his head the other guy raised his fist to swing a punch "Emerson watch out!" I yelled and launched myself across the room but I wasn't fast enough. The guys fist collided with Emerson cheek with a sickening crack.

Fury rose inside me and just as I reached the two my fist was up and colliding with the guys face who had just punched Emerson, satisfyingly I heard a crack as my fist made contact with his jaw for a second time, he reached up and punched my nose. My eyes watered from the pain of my nose breaking, the only bad their thing that getting punched managed to do was que me even more angry. My foot shot out and wrapped behind the guys leg, I moved my leg towards me as I pushed into the guys chest making him fall, I tumbled down onto the ground with him and we rolled.

I ended up on top of the guy and didn't waste any time to pummel his face, his arms came up and wrapped around my throat but I twisted and got to his side not letting him get a good grip on my neck, I grabbed at his arm and swung my legs across his chest, with his arm resting in between my legs and my legs across his chest I lifted my hips up pushing his arm up and bending his elbow the opposite way.

"Noah!" I heard Sebastian shout surprised, I ignored him and kept pushing. The guy was trying to get his arm free by grabbing onto my legs with his free hand but it wasn't working, I gridded my teeth together. Arms were wrapped underneath my shoulders and I was being dragged, my grip on the guys wrist was lost and I heard him groan in relief but it was cut short when the shouting started. I was hauled to my feet and then Sebastian's arms were wrapped around my torso keeping me still and from attacking that guy again.

"What the fuck Sebastian! Let me go! Let me kill that bastard!" I yelled over Remington yelling at the guy who was now standing and rubbing at his jaw with a sour and angry expression "no Noah! Calm down" Sebastian replied, I stopped struggling and breathed out a fine and Sebastian's grip on me loosened, I twisted out of his grip and heard him yell but went straight for the guy again. Remington's arms shot out and grabbed onto me, next thing I knew I was being dragged into his room with Sebastian on his tail.

Now I didn't mind so much that they were dragging me off so much as I did that they were leaving Emerson and Shy in the living room alone with that asshole.

"What the fuck are you doing!? Don't leave him in there with that bastard assholes!" I screamed at the two but they ignored me and Remington threw me onto his bed and crossed him arms. He opened him mouth to say something but Emerson's hell of pain interrupted him, the three of us rushed from the room and saw Emerson on the ground with the dirtbag in top of him and had punched him a few times in the face. Shy was in the corner crying out and screaming "AUSTEN! GET OFF OF HIM!" She was screaming through sobs.

I turned to Sebastian seeing as Remington had already gone to help his little brother "you go calm Shy, your the best at it and I'll help Remington with that cock sucking Son of a bitch" I said, I didn't give him any time to respond because I had already moved over to Remington, Emerson and who is now known as Austen. I grabbed at Austen's shoulders and yanked as Remington punched him, he tore free of Emerson who scrambled up immediately to help Remington and I drag him from the house, Remington was holding into Austen's shoulders as Emerson and I had his arms in what I'm assuming is a painful position.

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