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“How about we avoid a spectacle, and you just let me take my wife home?” Dennis said, taking a few steps towards us, but still making sure he was far enough to avoid any surprises.
“I don’t think so, asshole,” Andy said, stepping between Dennis and us. “Bobby, take your sister home. He won’t do anything stupid, will you?”
Dennis chuckled and looked past Andy at me. “Is this who you’ve been fucking while I was looking for you? Can’t keep your knees together, can you?”
“Watch it,” Andy warned.
“Fuck you,” Dennis said, his smile fading. “I don’t take lightly to men who go after married women.”
“And I don’t take lightly to men who need to prove themselves by beating their wives,” Andy shot back.
People started to gather, a small crowd mostly of college students, standing behind the parked cars and out of the way. The tension in the air was heavy, and everyone was just waiting for the first punch to be thrown. I prayed to God it didn’t happen.
“Andy, he isn’t worth it,” Bobby said through clenched teeth, not believing a word he was saying. I could tell he was only trying to calm the situation down for my sake. “We’re leaving, Dennis. Go back to Manchester if you know what’s good for you.”
Bobby grabbed my hand and pulled me along, past Andy and towards his truck. Dennis reached out and grabbed my arm, his fingers digging into it so hard that it hurt.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” Dennis hissed.
All hell broke loose then.
You could almost hear the whistling of Andy’s arm flying through the air, and the sickening sound of bones cracking as his fist slammed into Dennis’s face. If people were expecting a fight, they definitely hadn’t expected the speed with which Andy would attack. It took Dennis completely by surprise, throwing him back. He let go of me, trying to keep himself from falling over, and Andy quickly followed through with another punch.
“Andy!” I screamed.
Andy wasn’t listening, though, the rage on his face terrifying. He threw a third and fourth punch, and Dennis fell back onto the hood of a parked car, rolling out of the way. He quickly got a hold of himself and threw his entire body against Andy, sending both men down.
“Andy, stop it!” I screamed, but no one was listening to me.
Bobby grabbed me by the arm and hurried me away. “Let’s go!” he shouted. “Andy’s got this!”
I fought back, wanting to rush in between Dennis and Andy to stop the fight. Both men were kicking and punching at each other with such ferocity, I was sure they would end up killing each other if no one stepped in.
Bobby pulled at me again. “Now, Andrea!”
I watched in horror as Andy rolled on top of Dennis and began to frantically throw punches at him, just to find himself being flung to the side and attacked with the same ferocity. It was like watching wild animals tearing at each other.
Bobby pulled me harder, almost throwing me off my feet, and pushed me into the passenger seat of his truck. He slammed the door and rushed around to the driver’s side.
“Help him!” I shouted.
“Trust me,” Bobby said, turning the ignition and pulling out of the parking space with a screech of his tires. “Right now, Dennis is the one who’s going to need help.”
I looked back as we pulled away, the crowd now getting involved and pulling both men away from each other. From this far, I could barely tell who had gotten the worst of the beating, but I could hear Dennis clearly swearing at me, yelling for me to come back, that he’d find me and kill me.
My body shook uncontrollably, and I gasped for air, the panic attack hitting me hard as Bobby sped away.
“Hold on, Andrea,” he was saying, his voice coming from far away. “We’re going to be home soon!”
I slammed my fists against the dashboard, finding it harder and harder to breathe, tears racing down my cheeks.
“We’re going to be fine,” Bobby kept saying.
I didn’t believe him.
Chapter 14: Andy
I spent most of the afternoon in the police station.
