“You Okay?” Dalia ask with a smile. I look up at everyone who was leaning over me.
“Bro you got punched by a guy and didn’t even cry.” Lucas exclaims as Jamil glares at him. “Sorry just stating facts here.”
“Where’s Nate?” I ask touching my cheek wincing. Oh god I hope it’s not a nasty bruise, not only that but my head is spinning.
“He’s in a holding cell. After that guy punched you he went crazy, and the police showed up.” Erin sighs. “I’m just glad you’re okay. That guy that punched, well let’s just say it’s not looking good for him.”
“We have to see him.”
“No we don’t Alex. He made it certain that you stayed here.” Jamil says.
“And when do you ever listen to Nate, ever?” Reuben ask folding his arms in front of him.
“Well this time he gave me the death glare so I’m listening.” He
