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I gasped as a loud crack rang through the air. Allister's hand left mine and his face whipped to the side. I backed away from them, hands covering my mouth as I watched Allister spit blood onto the floor. His jaw's angle had changed painfully. He grabbed his face with both hands, and shifted it back into place. He was the one punched and I felt as though someone had tried to tear my heart out.
"Are you oka--"
I didn't get a chance to finish my question, as Ashton grabbed Allister by the neck and threw him across the room. He crashed into one of the bookshelves, destroying it completely.
"Please, stop," I cried, eyes brimming with tears.
But of course Ashton didn't heed my pleads.
He marched up to him again and pulled Allister off the ground, and in a second, he was slamming his
