Must Be My Beautiful Rescue

Life has a funny way of getting back at you. Like when things are finally starting to be okay, there are always things or in this case, people, who try to ruin things.

John pushed him away and started to shout threats at him but all I heard was "I'm gonna kill you!" and "stay away!".

"Okay, fine, is that what you want?!" David looked at him with anger in his eyes. "Are you one of her boy toys now too?!"

Boy toys? Boy. Toys.

My brother and our friends rushed outside to see if everything was alright. Of course everything wasn't. Remember when I said that things were finally okay? I guess I was wrong.

I do not own any of the said characters here except for Figgy and Cheska.
I have also re-written this story so please read from the beginning just to make things uncomplicated.