Arabelle

Chapter 31 - Flying Punches

Derrick’s POV

I was glad when they walked away, at least I won’t have deal with having Arabelle in close proximity for a while, because they looked like they will be staying a while, or maybe I could just leave but of course I was selfish, I liked the feeling of having her close by, I might not speak to her but at least she was close by,

I took another glass and emptied into my mouth, the bottle was almost empty now, I signaled for another bottle to be brought and it was brought very quickly, I poured some more into my glass and drank it,

I was beginning to see things through a haze, my head felt like it was filled with cotton candy, I was in a state of alcoholic bliss and it was blissful indeed.

And just when I was beginning to forget about Arabelle and mad witch mothers, I heard movement and laughter from the booth behind me and the laughter was all too familiar, it was Arabelle and she was laughing because of that bastard, Ian Langrove, I was beginning to get pissed off by this guy, he was always with Arabelle these days and the fact that I had no idea why he was always with her was maddening and why the hell did she keep laughing? She only laughed like that when we were together and now, here she was laughing because of that bastard,

Arabelle laughed again and all I saw was red, I suddenly wanted to snap Langrove’s neck, before I knew what I doing I was out of my booth and I was in their booth and grabbing Langrove by the collar and hurling him to his feet,

“What the f**k do you think you are doing?” Langrove said and he had the audacity to sound threatening,

I could almost laugh right now, I was the one supposed to be angry, he was doing what he shouldn’t be doing, what right did he have to be here with Arabelle?

His eyes looked like they were shooting cold fire and I felt like I could melt him with just my gaze, he didn’t look like he was going to back down and I sure as hell wasn’t going to back down as well.

***********************

Bella’s POV

I couldn’t believe what the hell was going on right now, these boys were actually about to fight right now, I had to do something fast or this will end in a bloody battle very fast,

Ian was looking like he was ready to murder Richard and Richard looked like he wanted nothing more than to bash Ian’s face in,

I stood up from my chair like I was struck by a bolt of lightning, I hurried toward them and grabbed Ian’s arm, he didn’t bother looking at me,

“Ian stop this, please let’s not make a scene here” I said, trying to keep the panic out of my voice, I had just seen a flash of bright green in Ian’s eyes, he was getting angry and if he got angry, there was telling what he could do

“I believe Arabelle is right, let’s not make a scene here” Richard said,

I released a breath I had no idea I was holding, they were coming to their senses already,

“Exactly, let’s not a scene in here, let’s take this outside” Ian said and proceeded to drag Richard away from the booth,

“What the hell is wrong with these boys?” I said to myself as I watched them exit the building,

I rushed outside in time to see them head towards the back of the building, I quickly followed them,

One thought kept playing in my mind “Oh God, please don’t let them hurt their selves”

As I took the bend leading to the back of the building, I saw Ian throw the first blow that landed square on Richard’s jaw.

****************

Ian’s POV

I was trying hard to control myself but this guy really pissed me off, I wondered what the hell gave him the right to be so arrogant, I could choose to let this go right now but the bigger more selfish part of my mind kept saying that this guy needed to be a taught a lesson, even as Arabelle shouted us asking us to stop fighting, I couldn’t bring myself to stop,

The arrogant jerk was fighting pretty well considering the amount of alcohol he had consumed, his movements were a bit slow but he was still managing to land some punches on me,

I was getting really angry right now, I was angry that this jerk had made Arabelle suffer, he had made her cry and no matter how much he felt sorry for what he did, it will never change the fact that she had died at his hands,

I threw a solid punch at his face and it split his lower lip, blood stained his face, he staggered back holding his lips , he was beginning to sober up, the pain was making him sober, his eyes did not look so drowsy anymore,

“You guys should stop this before someone gets hurt, you are behaving like children” Arabelle said,

I couldn’t stop now, never in my life had I felt so much anger for someone like I did for this man standing before me,

He charged towards me and threw two punches at me, I was able to block the first one but the second one got me on the side of the face, I felt dizzy for a few seconds and staggered back,

“Enough!!!” I heard Arabelle say, her voice sounded different, it was like both Richard and I had heard the change in her voice because our heads both snapped in her direction,

When I saw her, I felt my blood run cold, she stood there her eyes were emitting a bright blue light and her fingertips were shimmering,

This was bad, very bad indeed.