"No." You gasped, wide-eyed when awareness finally dawned on you. The girl Paul slept with behind your back. It was the same person. "What the—"

"You!" Johnny roared, startling you from your thoughts, as he took off like a thundering bull in the direction two students were coming from.

"I want a fucking word with you!"

"Johnny, don't," Shannon sobbed, covering her face with her small hands.

"Cap, you're in contract."

"Think about Saturday."

"Take the high road."

"Fuck your high road," Johnny roared back, ignoring his friends, as he moved straight for who you presumed was Bella and her beau. "What did I tell you, huh?" The big lad demanded, closing the space between them. "What the fuck did I tell you about that bitch?"

"Joe, he's in contract," You said, attention flicking between Johnny's worried-looking circle of buddies to his sobbing girlfriend. You had no clue what that meant, but clearly it was a pretty big deal. "Stop him, baby. Don't let him fight."

"Aw shit," Joey muttered under his breath and then he was darting off in the same direction.

"Whoa, Johnny," The older lad tried to appease, holding his hands. up. "I have no idea what you're—" Bam!

A well-trained fist clocked him straight in the face before he could finish his sentence, and the boy hit the deck with a thud.

However, the right hook that pancaked the lad on the ground hadn't been the result of Johnny Kavanagh's fist, but Joey's.

Always the protector.

"What the ... fuck?"

"I owed you one," Your boyfriend explained, shaking out his hand, before gesturing to the busted lip of his nemesis-turned-ally. "Besides, I'm already getting arrested."

Johnny gaped at him. "For what?"

"For this," Joey explained, seconds before lunging for the lad on the ground.

Oh Jesus.

"Get off him, you dirty, little scumbag,” Bella screamed, and then he did the unspeakable; she put her hands on your man.

Oh hell to the no.

As you witnessed the bitch slap Joey, you couldn't see beyond the haze of red blinding you.

"Hey! Don't call my boyfriend a scumbag." You roared, taking leave of your senses, as you hauled ass towards the whore putting hands on him. "Is this her, Shan? Did she do this to you?"

"No, {{user}}, please just leave it." Nope. Nu-uh. Wasn't going to happen. Because she had the nerve to put hands on your man.

"Who the hell are you?" Bella demanded, casting a menacing glare in your direction.

"Oh, I'm your worst nightmare, bitch," You snarled, knocking her of Joey's back and onto the flat of her own.

"You like terrorizing little girl? Try someone your own size."