TARRION
"Domi! DON'T!" I jumped at the scream and swiped at my tears. Domi was in trouble... and as much as she probably thought I hated her, I loved her... a lot.
I scrambled to my feet and brought out my gun. Matt jumped back and I rolled my eyes. "I'm not gonna shoot you with it man! Take it! I'm going after Domi, if I hurt her again, shoot me. I don't care if you don't want to, shoot me," I ordered. Things were starting to snap back into place in my head, but it still throbbed. Matt just stared. "TAKE IT!" I shouted, shoving it at him.
He blinked and grabbed the gun. I started outside, shooting Kyle a glare as I passed. "You are going to tell me what happened," I hissed.
I broke into a sprint, Matt at my heels. "Tarr, I-"
"Quiet! Let me think!" Tears blurred my vision and I wiped at them fiercely. I stopped dead. Domi was holding butcher knife... Gemma and Wren were standing there, begging her not to.
I didn't think, I just ran at her, grabbed the knife and yanked it from her hands. She tensed up and took a step back, and I threw the knife into the trees behind me before falling to my knees and sobbing. I had hurt her this badly?
