Blood trickled down his face, catching in the hair on his cheek, but Patch wasn't bothered with it. He couldn’t be. Delaney sped away, tears coated her cheeks, and the evidence of their fight weighed on her face.
Lucas scoffed, tossing his arms into the air. He turned and stared at Patch. Honestly, that went better than he'd imagined. Patch knew one thing for sure; Lucas hit harder than he remembered from when they were kids.
Patch's jaw will be sore tomorrow.
"Look what you did?" Lucas said, taking the stairs two at a time. "She's gone, probably going to wreck on her way to wherever she is going."
Patch rolled his eyes, and pushed his fingers into his messy hair. "You treat her like a baby," he said. "Delaney is grown and doesn't need you or your dad ruling over her. She can make h
