Twenty four

I whimpered. They were getting so violent. Violent to the point a lot of people started to gather around us. I felt weak, unaware of what to do. Who could I speak with? Raymond or Ryan?

Ryan seemed even more angry. He pulled Raymond close, hit him about two times. Raymond's face was already swollen. It looked like a big, fat, red balloon. I felt very terrible, knowing that all this was nothing but my fault. 

"Stop, please," was all I could say. My voice was really low, so of course, I wasn't expecting them to listen to me. 

"How dare you touch her?" He slapped Raymond on the face. A couple of people gasped, which made me even more fearful.

"Serene, do something about this." One of my old co-workers, Tanya, walked to me, sounding so worried. "Get Mr. Arthur out of here. This is stupid. If this fight continues, the police will arrive. Also, there's a probability that the media will arrive as