"Don't move," said his dad, with a dead cold seriousness in his voice. He held a gun, pointed at Drake's head.
"Dad," Drake gasped, moaning in pain. "What are you doing?"
"Shut up," his dad said coldly, calmly taking the butt of the gun and bringing it down on Drake's head, who fell still with a shudder.
Megan let out a whimper.
Mr. Parker got off Drake's back and walked over to her, yanking her up. "It's been a long time Megan, hasn't it," he drawled.
She looked at the ground, scared.
"Look at me when I'm speaking to you!" he ordered, in a quiet and cold voice. When his voice became quiet, he was more dangerous.
Megan hesitantly looked up, and Mr. Parker slapped her hard across the face.
Yelping, Megan stumbled to the floor, a big red mark on her cheek, blood at the corner of her mouth.
"Leave her alone!" came a howl. Mr. Parker whirled around and saw Josh. "How can you pick on someone younger than you like that? How can you do that? Don't you touch her again!"
Josh moved quickly, shielding Megan with his body. Megan hid behind him, sobbing. Josh tried to remain tough-looking, but anybody could see the fear, leaking in his eyes.
"Oh," Mr. Parker said, reeking of alcohol. "You want to make this more fun eh? What's your name? You're that other kid, the one without the mother. John, was it? Joe? Wait… I know… JOSH. What are you going to do about it huh Josh? Huh?"
"Leave her alone," Josh blustered on. "Leave her alone or I'll… I'll fight you," he ended lamely.
"Fight me?" Mr. Parker roared, hysterical. "Fight me? And who do you think is going to win that Josh? Huh?" He was punched in the nose as he was talking.
The color from Mr. Parker's face drained. "You little…" he ended, not having any words to complete his sentence. With a solid movement, he kicked Josh in the stomach.
Josh doubled over, gasping. With another hard kick, Mr. Parker sent Josh collapsing on the floor.
"Not so tough now Mr. Nichols, are you? I don't see what you can do now…"
Josh tried to stand up, but Mr. Parker shoved him down. "There's nothing you can do. You're pathetic."
He raised his leg to bring it down on Josh again, but Drake, who had lifted up his head, blood dripping from his hairline, yelled, "Don't touch him!"
Mr. Parker wheeled around, his eyes full of fury…
Cliffy. teehee. Review. I haven't written anymore. It gives me a whole lot of inspiration.
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