"Are you crazy?" I hit him in the face before I let him finish his sentence. I reveled in the emotion, I never wanted to feel it, and the sour feeling in my stomach, was waiting to be spit out in the form of a fierce kick.
I snarled and lunged at him again, changing direction at the last moment. My blood buzzed through my veins as determination and anger took over. The sudden change of direction knocked him to the floor again.
He got up and prepared himself but was too slow as I went between his legs from behind and tripped him up while pushing him straight back to the ground. I was about to break his back with full force, but he immediately slammed his elbow into my jaw. I stumbled back, which gave him time to recover. He punched me hard in the face, then pulled his fist back and drove
