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Laura blinked in horror as Jackson held onto his head. She was so scared and worried that something was going to happen to him.

“Please, stop,” she cried. “Is someone home?” She screamed on top of her voice.

She had barely finished speaking, when Jackson pulled Max up, dragging him, and then, pulling his head into the running water. Max was thrashing about and screaming, but Jackson wouldn’t let go.

When Laura thought that the whole thing wouldn’t get any worse, Jackson was repeatedly banging Max head on the counter. She screamed for help and finally, some men came in from the door, and helped to separate the men.

Max was bleeding profusely, but Jackson despite the pain of earlier, seemed like he had been a spectator in the fight. Though, his eyes were brutally cold, and filled with rage.

“You son of a bitch, if I see your hands on Laura again, I’m going to make sure I cut it off. Don’t even dare with the Johnson’s or you would have yourselves to blame,” Jackson threatened.

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