Stop!
Tell them to stop!
You'll end up in the hospital again!
You crazy Lil b-
"STOP!" I screamed.
Their attention snapped to me, Owen seemed to realize what he'd done and regret covered his facial expression but Justin had fear on his facial expression. He remembered the incident.
"Get out. Get out, Owen." I murmured.
He took a step towards me and Justin stood in front of me. Shielding me. I could see his muscles tensing. He was close to his breaking point. Owen wasn't a friend or competition. No, he was Marcus in Jus' eyes and he would cause havoc and inflict pain on me. I wouldn't let Jus close off like he did after that incident. The drinking, the pain, the fear…all of it was just too real to ignore. To let go. I Wouldn't choose Owen over a man who shielded me for more than a decade.
"Get out." I said more confidently.
"Thora I apologize- "he started.
"Jeez man!" Justin said with frustration as he rubbed his face, he was boiling.
