Tim's POV
I stared at the guy who I was going to kill before the night was over. The guy who was ruining my relationship with my girl. The guy who I had given way too many chances before. The guy named Dallas Winston.
I saw Hayley trying to squirm out of the tight grip she was being held in. I didn't want her to get hurt, but I didn't want her to get away. She was the only girl in my life, the only one who really cared about. My asshole of a brother and I didn't care for each other – we were just in the same family and the same gang, nothing else.
"I'm gonna kill you Dally." I said, pointing my finger at him.
"Ooooh, I'm so scared." I hated it when he was sarcastic, which was all of the time. It was like he used sarcasm to get away from himself, which just proved that he was scared. He failed at life.
"Stop it! Don't fight, please!" I heard Hayley screaming, I looked over at her.
"Shut up. This is man-to-man, baby. When I kill him, you and I are gonna have a little party, if ya know what I mean." She looked at me in disgust, still trying to get away. I shook my head and looked back over at Dally, who was just standing there waiting. Dally never wasted his time, if he was going to fight, he would fight.
The next thing I knew I heard a loud cry and Hayley was running away. Tony, the guy who was holding her, was on the ground holding his shin. He was biting his lip, trying to stop himself from screaming and cussing.
"Don't you move." I said to Dally and ran. I ran straight for her, not wanting to let her get away.
"Just leave me alone!" She yelled from over her shoulder. I finally caught up and pulled her back, she fell and hit her head on the grass. She sat up, rubbing her head, looking like she was about to cry. "You think that was going to help our relationship?" Her voice was cold and bitter, as she stared at me.
"Sorry, babe."
"I am not your babe. Next time you wanna girl, show a little respect." She said, and with that she got up and walked away – I was just sitting there, wondering what happened next.