Lola
I cannot begin to explain the feeling of relief that washed over me when Jack burst through my door and stopped George's attack on me, but that feeling was quickly replaced with absolute terror as I watched him tackle George to the floor and then start to hit him in the face.
George was knocked out after the first punch, but Jack had drawn his arm back again and punched him again. I wanted to scream at him to stop, tell him he was making things so much worse, but my throat was sore from where George had had his hands around it seconds earlier and the words just stuck in my throat.
I sat frozen on the spot, paralysed with fear and unable to move. Then out of nowhere, his twin grabbed his arm and pulled him back. Jack's attention was suddenly on me.
"You have just made things so muc
