ERIC'S POV

"Her mom did it, not Katie. Now are we fighting or you want to be a weakling and prey on someone so little?

"Before I can say anything, he gives me an upper kick, I stagger back, wiping my lips. There's blood dripping already.

"I've been wanting to do this for the past week." I'm raising my head and he's punching me in the face.

"Come on, Eric. Can't direct the anger at me? Or you only know how to prey on the weak? Each word is accompanied by a punch.

"My turn." ...