Repercussions
Everything happened so quickly. Dennis walked into the room. His fists clenched and his face full of fury. Christine edged around the bed, trying to get in between the two men. Phil quickly swung at Dennis, causing him to stagger backwards. Phil ceased his chance and ran down the stairs and out of the house, faster than the speed of light. Christine's screams echoed around the street as she followed Dennis into the street. She tried to cling to his arm, but he pushed her into the wall, and chased after Phil. The neighbours watched the three teens in complete disgust, but none of them helped the injured Christine. Just wanting to keep out of the situation, they knew what that Weaver boy's family was like, so they weren't getting involved.
Phil ran down street after street. Trying to put space between himself and Dennis. He turned into a street which looked familiar. He realised to late that this was Cindy's street as he collided into her.
'Babe! I missed you last night.' She gushed.
'Yeah . Not now ay babe.' He tried to escape but she wouldn't allow him to.
'What's up babes?' Dennis suddenly turned into the street, and Phil tried once again to escape.
'Come here you scumbag! I'll teach you to sleep with my missus.' Dennis bellowed at the top of his voice down the street.
Phil tried to run, but Cindy caught the scruff of his collar.
'This better not be true?' but one look at his face told her it was true. 'Slap!' She hit him so hard he reeled backwards, but did release her grip on him, so he carried on running. This time faster than before, because the gap between him and Dennis had grown shorter due to Cindy. His heart pounded hard in his chest. A stitch burned in his side. His breathe came out in gasps. The pain he was going through was nothing to what Dennis would put him through.
Unbeknown to Phil, he was being watched. A blonde teenaged girl had just walked out of a hop and had stopped to see what the commotion was. She sighed and shook her head, when she realised one of those involved was Phil. Sam had known him less than a week and she already knew this must because of some girl. She watched where the two guys were heading, and ran in the opposite direction, up one of the side streets. Hoping against hope that this was the right one. She came out just a head of the two guys. She saw it happen. She saw Phil trip over some rubbish and fall to the floor. She saw Dennis set about him. He kicked him in the ribs, the head, anywhere. Phil was powerless. Sam's hidden feelings resurfaced, and she knew she couldn't just let this happen. She stepped out of the street, she bend down and found a large brick on the ground. She walked towards the two teens, Dennis still kicking the life out of Phil, while Phil just lay there.
'Carry on walking, love. Nothing to see here', Dennis snarled at her menacingly. She walked up to him defiantly and using the large brick, she struck the side of his head. He fell to the ground with a thump. Blood seeping from a wound on his head. Sam gasped and dropped the brick. She was sure she'd just killed someone.