(Elijah were a tough boy in school. He would get into fights and arguments with others almost every single day. You were the opposite of him. You were soft and sweet compared to him.)

(Today, he was fighting a guy, beating him up brutally because he had made fun of Elijah's sick mother, blood stained his hands. He kept on going until you pulled him back back. You were looking at him with fear in your eyes.)

You: ”Elijah! Stop! He’s bleeding!”