Blaine Sousa:
A man who doesn't care about others opinions.
Cassandra Harper:
A woman who cares a little too much about what people think of her.
When a turn of events brings two strangers together once more it could be lethal, especially in his lin...
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In a split second Blaine has Francisco against the wall and away from his beloved sister.
Blaine lands a punch to Francisco's face. "What the hell were you thinking?" He seethes, punching him again.
Before I know it, Blaine pushes Francisco to the floor and that's when I see the blood on his face. "She's my little sister. How dare you even think about touching her. You're fucking disgusting."
Blaine ignores Vanessa's pleas for him to stop beating up Francisco. I'm just stood staring in horror as blood gushes from the poor guys face.
Vanessa moves to stop Blaine but he pushes her back and she almost stumbles to the floor.
Blaine picks Francisco back up by the scruff of his shirt and punches him again. Francisco, who hasn't fought back until now tries to weakly push him away and when Blaine pushes him back down to the floor with a thud I snap out of my shocked sate.
"Blaine stop." I say rushing over to the pair. Blaine looks at me, the fury in his eyes softening slightly at my horrified state. "Look at the state of him." I chastise. "He's your bestfriend. You don't actually want to kill him."
"He deserves it." He says coldly.
"No. He doesn't. He wasn't taking advantage of her or playing her, he likes her and they were too afraid to tell you because they knew this would be your reaction." I state.
Blaine thinks for a second before he looks down at Francisco. "If I see you again, you're dead." He states before letting him go and rushing out of the room.
"I'll get Reyna." I say to Vanessa who's crouched down, trying to comfort Francisco.
"I'm fine." Francisco says in return.
"Reyna is the one who can tell you that." I say before leaving to find her.
I tell Reyna, who's hanging out with the girls she pretended to know, that Francisco is hurt and she goes to find him immediately.
I trail outside and the crisp, chilly night air surrounds me.
Still feeling the affects of the alcohol, sit on the outside floor (not my proudest moment) against the wall.
I don't know where to go since Blaine disappeared.
I open my purse and take out my phone. When I unlock my phone to call Blaine I get distracted and sucked into playing candy crush.
I hear a car door open but think nothing of it. "What are you doing?" I hear a voice and my head snaps up.
"What are you doing?" I confusedly ask Blaine who's sat in the backseat of a car.
