Eternal

“What the hell happened yesterday, one minute we’re having a nice conversation and the next you are flipping out on me. You were acting a little crazy and then you had the cheek to try and tell me what to do, what gave you the right to think that, that was an acceptable way to behave. I know you lost your mum and everything, but Jackie is a great lady. There is no way she would have led you to believe that it is appropriate to act that way.”

I finally managed to get his hand off of me and flew to my feet.

“Excuse me, you practically told me that you were ashamed to be seen with me, how else would I react. And for your information, I will act however I damn well please, just because you are a yes man does not mean that I will be. Besides I did not try to tell you what to do, I told you to leave and you did.”

I swear I could see smoke actually coming out of his ears and his face was growing redder by the second, I decided that I would not antagonise him anymore unless he brought it onto himself.

“You are such a psycho, maybe I should have listened to my mum when she told me to steer clear of you, she always said that you would try to drag me down.” He practically spat those words at me and I’ve got to admit, I did not appreciate being called a psycho. I clenched my fist and got ready to strike, but he must have seen my intent because the next minute he was pushing me, and I was landing in the sand.

“This is your last chance Unya, the only reason I haven’t finished with you is because I love you, but I won’t stand for your shit any longer.”

His fists were clenched and one of his arms was slightly pulled back, his fist connected with my mouth, filling it with a copper taste and blood bloomed in my mouth. The next minute he was having his arm yanked back behind his back and his face pushed down into the sand. His arm must have been hurting, as his wrist was pointing up to his head.

I could tell that he was shouting something, but it kept getting muffled as he took in mouthfuls of sand. I had no idea why Lawson had turned up, but it was definitely better than watching the waves.

“That really is no way to treat a lady, you snivelling coward.”

Darren swivelled his head to the side, which prevented him from eating anymore sand and allowed him to speak.

“I can do whatev

er I want, she’s my fucking girlfriend,” He screeched back his response and all Lawson said was “Wrong answer.”

He continued to keep Darren’s arm locked behind his back, by holding onto his wrist and pinning it between his shoulder blades. He then took hold of his elbow and then proceeded to raise it slowly. Darren began to whimper as the pressure built until he screamed out in agony as his shoulder crunched and eventually popped out of the socket, tearing ligaments on its way.

Darren writhed across the sand as Lawson released his grip and casually strolled over to me, I sat there with my mouth hanging open. Darren’s arm dangled uselessly and he struggled to get to his feet, but my attention was snatched away as Lawson offered his hand to me and pulled me up to my feet.

We stood a breadth apart from one another, with our hands still joined. He stared into my eyes, with a look of puzzlement across his face.

Darren was still whining noisily, but Lawson had my full attention, I mean it didn’t even cross my mind to offer that idiot any assistance.

“Doesn’t what I just did bother you? I mean his arm is definitely dislocated and I don’t know if I have caused any other kind of damage,” he stated, inching slightly closer.

“I don’t care, it’s not like it was my shoulder, besides he’ll get over it eventually.”

I swear I actually saw a little twinkle in his eyes at my choice of words, I gave him a smile as it seemed appropriate, before turning around to the sound of my name being called.

Darren had somehow managed to get up onto his feet, he was definitely leaning towards his left side as he clutched his left arm to his chest and used his other arm to support it there.

“What do you want?” I asked as Lawson snickered beside me. “You need to take me to the hospital, and he needs to be reported.”

I somehow managed to understand what he said, which wasn’t easy by any means, seeing as he was sobbing and moaning so damn much.

“Yeah, sorry Darren but you’re going to have to make your own way there.”

He stood there with his mouth hanging wide open, shaking his head like a moron.

“You cannot be serious; you are my fucking girlfriend you can’t leave me like this,” I swear I actually saw spittle fly from his mouth, it was decidedly gross.

Lawson stepped in front of me, lightly placing his hand onto my shoulder.

“I’m going to head off and I’d prefer to not leave you here with this idiot. So, do you feel like tagging along?”

Maybe a normal person would have said no to that proposition, but I’m far from normal and I couldn’t think of any reason to refuse. I mean sure he was practically a stranger and he could be leading me to my inevitable demise, but I couldn’t feel fear, so I had nothing to go on. So, I simply nodded my head and began to follow him over to his bike.

“Unya you are not leaving with him; you are going to take me to the hospital and then you are going to tell the cops exactly what he did to me. You are mine and you will do as I say!”

He’s screeching voice was grating on me and I’d had enough of listening to him, so I whirled around and tried to portray annoyance.