Matthew’s POV-
I saw red the moment the knife ran across Eilith’s stomach. My wife was hurt because of that singular action, and now our baby’s life could be in jeopardy. It made me snap. When Eilith went down, I tackled Henry to the ground, and jumped onto him, throwing punch after punch at him. Everything he had ever done and everything Dylan had done with him, flashed across my mind, like a taunting rain of images. All I could feel was pain in my heart, as the rage I felt increased a hundred-fold. A barrage of insults flew from my mouth.
“ASSHOLE.”
Punch.
“MURDERER.”
Punch.
“PEDOPHILE.”
Punch.
“This is for my dad.”
Punch.
“This is for my mum.”
Punch.
“This is for my wife.”
Punch
“This is for my unborn child.”
Punch, punch, punch. Cameron grabbed my shoulder, with Rob
