Elijah P.O.V.

Damn, that was a good hit when I grabbed my jaw. I know my jaw is strong and like a brick wall, but when someone can hit me like Jake Stone. Well, you know pain is coming; he and our friends and I are brutal mother fucker.

"Fuck, man!" I groaned and shook my face. I stared over at him, and he still had that stupid angry look. If looks can kill, I would be dead by now by just his stare.

"Why have you got to start now, Jake," I told him with a little bit of ...