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Lucia quickly snaps back into reality when she realizes that Timothée was the one shouting and screaming. Her vision keeps tunneling in and out as Lucia tries to calm herself down. She was overwhelmed and scared. Sebastian's vile words making her stomach queasy. What was worse was she didn't do anything about it. She just sat there frozen, unable to speak or move. If it wasn't for Timmy walking in god knows what could have happened.
"You fucking piece of shit", Timothée shouts his face turning bright red. The boy was fuming with anger.
"Oh, please... You can't handle her anyways you little bitch", Sebastian scoffs rolling his eyes.
"What did you call me, dick?", Timmy growls clenching his fists at his sides. He was using every ounce of his strength not to leap across and choke Sebastian out.
"You fucking heard me. You are just a little bitch of a kid. What are you going to do about it?!", he laughs crossing his arms across his chest.
Timothée took this as his chance to leap across the room aiming his fist right at Sebastian's face. Sebastian isn't prepared for Timmy's quick move and is met with a punch on his right cheek. He grunts in pain, but is quick to react. Sebastian is a lot taller than Timmy, he has a good 4 inches on him and is stronger than him.
Sebastian grabs Timmy's shirt pulling him close before swinging his fist at his left eye. Timmy cries in pain stumbling backwards trying to steady himself. He glances up at Sebastian, his eye already beginning to swell shut. Sebastian walks towards Timmy swinging yet another punch but this time at his jaw. Timmy drops to the ground spitting bright red blood from his mouth. Lucia watches in horror crying unable to move or say anything.
"Is that all you got you piece of shit?", Timmy grunts coughing up more blood. He knew he didn't stand a chance against Sebastian; however, Timmy's ego was getting the best of him.
"What is going on in here?", a high pitched voice shouts from the doorway of the kitchen.
The three of them whip their head towards the doorway to be met with a familiar pair of green eyes. The same eyes that Timmy had, it was Pauline.
"Your little shit of a brother attacked me", Sebastian spits in disgust looking down at Timmy laying on the tile floor.
"What is wrong with you?", Pauline shouts at her brother who was sitting on the floor face covered in blood.
"Me? Are you serious right now, Pauline?", Timmy weakly says. He runs his knuckles underneath his nose to stop the bleeding. "Your creep of a fiancé tried touching Lucia", Timmy coughs out his voice sounding very hoarse.
Pauline whips her head around to face Lucia who was curled in a ball in the corner of the kitchen. "Is that true?", her voice cracks ever so slightly.
Lucia whimpers hiding into the corner even more. She hated being put on the spot. She hated confrontation even more. Lucia lightly shakes her head indicating yes to her question.
