"They will kill you!" she hissed, her teeth dropping either from her attempts to hold me or from the sound and smell of battle and blood.

But they were killing each other! I couldn't stand by and watch it! And suddenly I wanted to smack the fuck out of Monica! I wanted to smack her and shake her, and as I tried to do these things we spun, crashing into furniture and breaking everything in our path. There were now two battles happening simultaneously.

"Fuck you, Monica!" ...