Malia
“She’s obviously paying him to be here or something,” Brayden laughed with his group of friends behind us. I felt my heart beat faster in my chest as Ty stopped walking, his eyes darkening as they met mine. A rush of anger came over me, only I realized it wasn’t mine; I was feeling the anger that Ty was feeling. I gripped his arm, catching his attention and he focused on me.
“It doesn’t matter,” I whispered and Ty squeezed his eyes shut.
“Pathetic,” Brayden mumbled, sending Ty right over the edge. Before I could make a move to hold him back, Ty was gone from my side, His fist flew across Brayden’s face as the entire crowd watched in shock. Brayden dropped to the floor like a doll while some blonde bimbo ran to his side screaming his name and Ty turned back to the crowd.
“Anyone
