“Jasper, stop it!”
I don't know whose voice is trying to draw me back to my senses, but it doesn't work. I keep punching his f*****g face as many times as I can, my knuckles receiving the damage until blood flows. James' father tries to defend himself the best he can, but in the middle of the fight, stumbles and I take the opportunity to finish knocking him down, getting on top of him, my thighs compressing his torso to prevent him from moving.
“f*****g bastard!” Punch, punch. “You'll never touch him again!” His hands raise to my shoulders, digging his nails into my shirt, but I don't stop. “I'll kill you first before you ever lay a finger on him again!”
“Jas, stop!” The blood covers the man's entire face, and I could swear he's missing a tooth now, but I've caused such a mess that I'm
