A chill ran down my spine at the rage on his face. He was always the calm one. The peacekeeper. Now, he looked completely unhinged. He moved close to the asshole and didn’t flinch when the bar collided with his side. “You’re a lucky bastard. I'm more worried about my girl than taking my time with you.” Quicker than I could see, he pulled out a blade and sliced deep through the guy’s throat. It wasn’t like they showed in the movies. The blood didn’t trickle down his neck. It sprayed across Rush’s face. He turned to me, my captor’s blood dripping from him. He should’ve been scary as fuck, but
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