Ruthless knight

Cole

I probably shouldn’t have punched him. 

But he shouldn’t have put his arm around my girlfriend’s waist and called her sugar.

He fucked up my woo. 

A few people gasp and rush over to us. 

“Someone get some napkins and ice,” Sawyer yells, dropping to the floor beside Abbott. 

She looks up at me. “Are you crazy?”

Yeah, crazy about her, but I don’t have a chance to say that because Abbott’s gushing blood so fast it’s dripping down his white suit shirt. 

More people crowd around us. 

“Oh, my goodness. Is he okay?” some woman calls out.

“Should we take Abbott to the hospital?” another woman yells.

“Who punched him?” a man asks.

Sawyer glares at me…looking more pissed than I’ve ever seen her. 

Shit. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I was supposed to come here and be the knight in shining armor. 

Not the villain who ruined the wedding. 

But that’s what I do. 

Even when I try to do the right thing, I always end up doing the wrong thing. 

And fucking up everything.  

Through the chaos, Oakley grabs me. “Run.”

So I do.