Breaking Point

"Rio's here early," Aaron comments, not giving a second thought to the fact that Rio is walking into the restaurant making a complete racket when he throws the door so hard it crashes into the wall, "He's pissed or something?”

Rio walks up to us and before Aaron can ask him what the hell is wrong with him, Rio grabs Aaron by the collar and pulls him towards him.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he snarls in his face, furious. He looks completely wild, like I said.

"What are you doing?" Aaron groans and tries to push him away, but Rio doesn't let go. I get up before this gets even worse.

"Rio, let's talk," I say, "Let him go."

"Why is he touching your hair like that?" He demands, his eyes fixed on Aaron, "Who the fuck is this guy?! And what are you doing with him? What the fuck are you even doing here?!"

"Stop yelling. Please," I beg, grabbing his arm and trying to pull him, but it’s like trying to move a building. There aren't many people around, but the ones who are here do