Where is he? Where is that asshole?! There he is! "Jake!" I yelled. He looked at me. I pushed him against a locker. "So just because you got my sister pregnant, you would have cheated on her!" I yelled. People were crowded around us now. "Well, yeah." He replied. I punched him right in the face. "She is my sister! You can't do that!" I yelled.
"Ashton. I'm sorry!" He yelled. "No! No you aren't! Do you know how my sister is right now! She is at my house! Crying!" I yelled pushing him up against the wall now. "I didn't mean to cheat on her!" He yelled. I let him go, and started walking away.
"It's not my fault your sister is a slut. Just like your mother." He said. The crowd backed up. "That's it!" I yelled. I punched him right in the face, and he fell to the ground. I sat on top of him, and punched him. "Never talk about my family that way!" I yelled. "Well it's not my fault YOUR mom cheated on your dad like six times." He said. "No! She! Didn't!" I yelled punching him harder.
"Ashton Hemmings, report to the office." The loud speaker said. "This don't over." I said getting up.
"You called." I said. "Principal." The secretary said. I walked back into the principals office. "Mr. Hemmings. Sit down." He said. "What's with this fight?" He asked. "Jake got my sister pregnant, and cheated on her. And called my mother and sister a slut. And said that if my sister told him she was pregnant before, he wouldn't have cheated." I replied. "And you beat him up for that?" He asked. I nodded. "I could've had my security guards on him, they would've killed him." I said. "You've been in this school for a while now. You know the rules. I have no other choice but to suspend you." He said. "That's fine." I replied walking out of the room, and getting my suspension paper.
"Ashton? Why are you home early?" I asked. "I got suspended." He replied. "For what!" I yelled. "Beating up jake." He replied. A smile appeared on my face. "You're such a good brother." I said. "Can I see Liz?" He asked. I nodded.
"Hey." I said walking into her room. There was a box of tissues on her bed, and six boxes on the floor, empty. "Why are you home early?" She asked getting up. "Lay down. It's fine." I said walking over to her bed. I sat down next to her. She started crying again. "Come here." I said. Liz came and cuddled into my chest. "I beat that sorry asshole up." I said. "Really? Why?" She asked. "You're my sister. We may fight, but he hurt you. I only did what I thought was right." I replied. "I love you so much." She said. I smiled, and kissed her head. "Why don't you go to sleep." I said running her back. She nodded, and fell asleep on my chest.