Chapter 44: Fists of Fury

Richard’s words made me see red. I scooped up a handful of gravel with my bandaged hands and hurled it at him as obscenities flowed from my mouth like molten lava. “F*ck you, Richard! Get the f*ck off of my property!” I screamed, lunging towards him with my fists flailing angrily.

Richard, being his usual warped self, seemed to enjoy this. He laughed and dodged my blows, which only enraged me more. I recalibrated and lunged at him again but was stopped by two hands. Luke pulled me backward and pushed me behind him, using himself as a barrier between us. But I continued to try to lunge at Richard, screaming and spewing venom.

“You heard her. This is private property. It’s time for you to leave,” he stated with a growl.

Richard puffed his chest and sized Luke up. “Where’d you find this guy?” he mocked.

In response, Luke took a large step towards him and hovered without saying another word.