I looked at Peter.
“Whats wrong?” I asked scared.
“Don’t!Just leave the guys alone!”
“But they are going to get guns they said!” I raised my voice slightly over the loud music and chatter of people.
Peter gave me a terrible look. “Don’t called the police,” he said firmly. The guys started the way out the door. I ran over to where I placed my cell phone in the pocket of my coat. I got ready to pull it out when I looked up and Peter.
“I said don’t!” He yelled at me. Everyone stopped talking.
“They going to hurt themselves, or even worse. Hurt other people!” I said defending myself
Then thats when he pulled his hand out and slapped me across the face with everyone looking down at me. I fell to the ground and started to cry.