I stand there, stupefied, as I watch Ethan reels backwards.
I start to gasp when he misses a step, but he holds himself just in time and stays on his feet.
Kain moves in, his expression even, and he grabs Ethan by the collar. He then yanks at him; roughly pulling him in until their faces are inches apart.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He hisses in Ethan's face.
"What is wrong with me? I'm the one who got punched in the face! What is wrong with you!"
"Do not touch her."
"She is not your property."
"She's my friend."
"You don't get to decide who touches your friends."
"You think?" Kain roughly pushes him away.
"You're getting in my business, Kain. Again."
"And you're getting on my last nerves."
"I wouldn't be getting on your f*****g nerves if you were minding your own busi
