I Kill and Die for You

Out of nowhere, Daniel was grabbed by the neck, being thrown to the ground. I froze when I saw Hector on top of him, punching him as if I was going to keep doing that until I saw him dead.

Anon helped me up. I was dizzy, I couldn't move properly as the room was spinning wildly.

I closed my eyes, hearing Hector's hands clap on Daniel's face, trying to get back to normal, uselessly.

When I managed to come to myself, Anon was lifting Daniel, his face completely bloodied, while Hector continued with his punches wildly, now in the biceps area.

I went to him, trying to walk without falling, and put myself in front. Never, in all my life, have I seen a look with such hatred as I saw it at that moment.

- Don't tell me... that you're going to defend him. – Hector asked, tired, almost voiceless, his shirt open halfway to his chest, his hair completely messed up.

- I don't want you to be arrested for killing him. - I justified, turning to Daniel.

Anon was still holding him. He was completely des