A deep animalistic growl escaped from Dylan's throat and I knew he was going to hit him, but Logan got ahead and threw his fist at Dylan's face, making him stumble.
"Dylan," I gasped.
"I'm fine," he mumbled, regaining balance. I ran my hands over his face, to see if there was any harm.
My heart had stopped when I saw Logan harming him and now, I felt furious. I turned to face him. "What is wrong with you?" I hissed furiously.
"Bree..." he stepped closer and I automatically backed off. "You're so naïve. He has been lying to you!" He yelled at me.
"Jesus Christ! Could you shut up?!" Dylan snapped, irritated. "I'm sick of you," he threw his fist at Logan and the heavy sound of his fist against his skin resounded. Dylan knocked him out and Logan's body hit the concrete.
"Finally!" Lennox
