Fifteen

“Aiden, what the fuck? Stop, man!” Avery and Carter rushed out and tried to pull the two away from each other, but Aiden was too far gone. He cut free of Avery’s grasp and went at Noah once more, another swift right-hand hook to the jaw.

I rushed up and grabbed his arm. “What are you doing?” I asked in a low voice.

“I could ask you the same thing?” he growled and turned back to Noah. “Who the fuck do you think you’re trying to lock lips with? What the hell is wrong with you, you of all people?”

“I-I’m sorry, man,” he muttered through a busted lip, his eye had already started to shut and turn purple. But it was too late, and my brother had already heard what Aiden said.

“Wait…you tried to kiss my sister?” It was Avery’s turn to lose control, but at this point, a few other partygoers had shown up to the scene and broke up the fight.

“Everyone, please, stop!” I screamed and stood in the middle of everyone. “Avery, Aiden, go the fuck upstairs.” I turned to Noah and narrowed my eyes,