19| Brawls and Brothers (pt. 2)

After Max threw the drink, something must have snapped in Ryan, because next thing I knew, he was shoving Max.

One of Max's friends caught him, while another grabbed Ryan by the arm, throwing a punch that hit Ryan right in his face.

At this point, Chris responded, but there were more of them than there were of us. We were outnumbered. I watched as the men started gaining up on Chris and Ryan. I couldn't see much of what was happening in the fight, but I knew I had to at least try and help; it was 4 on 2.

Without thinking too much about it, I jumped onto Max's back, wrapping my arms around his neck to try and pry him off of Ryan. Since he was so much bigger than me, my attempts did little in way of helping Ryan. Instead, after landing a nice scratch to his face, I was forcefully thrown backwards off of him, landing hard on my sore ankle and falling to the ground.

Stunned and pissed, I was about to get back to my feet and rejoin the fight when I was lifted up from behind. I had no idea