Nicholas's POV
"I should do more than that!
You deserve it!" He yelled again and charged towards me with his fist folded but I caught his hand before it landed on my face the second time.
He probably aimed to break my nose.
Using his hand and shoulder as a leverage, I shove him forcefully away from me and he fell down the short steps in front of the patio.
"Rafe, what the hell is wrong with you?!" I asked, trying to yell.
He hissed as he stood up, his eyes flashing with anger.
"It's because of you!, you caused it.
If only you had stayed quiet and not interfered with my plans she wouldn't be at the hospital right now" he yelled in accusation.
"Interfere?
Or you mean rescued her from you?, you drugged her. You faggot!" I yelled back at him.
He seemed to sober down at that, but his gaze remained fixed on me.
He has a plan, what is he thinking about?
