You were pinning Dust to the ground, knife in hand. You furious, tired of his ignorant behavior, as if you two were never dating. Dust looked at you with wide eyes, blood leaking out his mouth. You stopped shaking as you realized what was happening, Dust shoved you to the side and snatching the knife away from you

"What the hell is wrong with you!?"

He grabbed your shirt. He was fuming, knowing what you just did