"Alexander!" I hissed again, more urgently this time.
Sure. It was great seeing Marcus' face getting rearranged, but a large crowd was forming and that was not good.
"Hey," I yelled grabbing a hold of Alexanders arm, "-stop, not here."
I got no reply. I was ready to put my black belt too good use, however a hand circled around my arm, gently pulling me back.
"Here," he said, "-I've got it."
Quinton pushed past the excited paparazzi and roughly grabbed Alexander and pulled him off Marcus. Before Alexander could push him off, Quinton whispered something to Alexanders ear making him stop.
Alexander grunted and pushed his friend away, stumbling back. He looked down at a groaning Marcus in disgust and his fists clenched.
Marcus slowly sat up and coughed hysterically as he shielded his fa
