CHAPTER 46

When Scar saw how tight Ken's grip was on me he became furious. I could practically feel the anger radiating from him.

The place was crowded now mostly with women and children. No one made  a move to save me though. I didn't  blame them they didn't understand  what was happening. 

To the ordinary eye I was with Ken and Scar was out of place.  That was how he was discriminated because  of his looks. I was also guilty of the same, guilty as charged

"Let her go now!" Scar calmly ordered.  

I was surprised at how he seemed  to remain calm. Maybe  he took in deep breaths like I did, but that doesn't even work for me most times. Or maybe he was an expert at hiding his feelings.

"Or what?"  Ken asked giggling. He was clearly underestimating the guy before him.

"I've had enough, You asked for it!" Scar growled. Before I could  register what was happening he dragged me away from Ken pulling me to the side like I had no single weight.

The knife cut my upper arm during Ken's struggle to hold me back. I could feel the blood gushing out from the cut in quick succession. The cut was not that deep, but I had a lot of blood, too much for my little body.

I held my hand_applying pressure to my arm to stop the blood from flowing much.

The luck I had was that I was putting on a black gown.

I stopped myself from looking at the cut because it would make me start feeling a lot more nervous that I was already feeling.

"You bastard!" Ken spat.

Scar kicked the knife from Ken's hand and grabbed him by the shirt. "How dare you!" He screamed.

Ken threw the first punch, but Scar dodged it expertly.

Scar did everything  so fast  that if you blinked you would miss it.

He held on to Kens right hand bringing it above his head. It was the same hand Ken tried to throw a punch with.

"I warned you didn't I? But like all others you didn't listen. So you too will pay for not listening." Ken stood still staring with his mouth agape while Scar smiled triumphantly.

I didn't know what Scar did next but then Ken screamed  like he was being  burnt and I swear I heard a bone break.

He kept on screaming as he went limp with pain, I almost laughed out loud.

Ken looked  like a kid that had been beaten thoroughly by an elder.

I blinked back the tears that had gathered in my eyes and smiled.

Just then the driver of the Camry  came out and started  shooting like a crazy person. 

Shit! I forgot the car.

There soon became a lot of noise and commotion as a result of the shooting. People started running here and there trying to protect their loved ones.

Scar left Ken just as quickly as he held him.

He then rushed to me and carried me to a store close by for cover.