Falling in love with my sister’s boyfriend
“Look, Lily. You should have come to me when I offered. You are really going to stand there and watch him choose your worthless sister over you? I wouldn’t do that to you.”
A smirk spread across his face as he turned back to Jake.
“Go on,” he taunted, lifting his chin. “Touch me if you can.”
For a split second, there was silence.
“Ahhh!!”
The crowd erupted in screams as a loud crack split the air.
Chris dropped to the ground.
“He can’t,” a voice chimed in lightly, “but I can.”
Jasper stood over him, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes, a bloodied baseball bat hanging loosely in his hand. At his feet, Chris lay crumpled and bleeding, unconscious.