Chapter 20: What’s that hard thing poking me
Everyone gasped at the incredious sight of a teenage boy knocking down a bulky man of 7 feet to the ground.
Blood gushed down his mouth, down his jaw and neck with just one fall and he passed out.
Naomi turned pale white on seeing such a horrific scene. But before she could recover, Daniel grabbed her by the hand and dragged her out the club.
Once they were outside, Naomi released her hand from his grip and ran to a discreet place to vomit.
Her shoulders shook violently and tears rushed down her eyes as she let everything out her system while holding onto the wall for support.
"Would you stop overreacting and let’s go already". Daniel sighed when she wouldn’t stop crying.
She turned to him.
"You think I’m overreacting?? You just killed someone!!".
"I didn’t..". He sighed when she shrank back under his tone. His voice softened a bit. "I didn’t kill him, okay? He’s just unconscious".
"There was so much blood". She exclaimed, shaking hard.
"I just punched him too hard".