I drive Ethan back to his apartment, and also help him into his house. Ethan might have had the upper hand, but Marcus still gave him a few punches here and there.

I unlock Ethan’s door and help him over to the dining table. I sit him down on a seat and walk over to his bathroom, where he says the first aid kit is. I dashed back downstairs and began tending to his wounds.

"Please be careful," Ethan says while I try to clean his wounds.

"Sorry, I can’t believe this happened to you, because you were defending me," I say feeling the tears fall from my eyes.

"Please...