Chapter 55

**Brad’s POV**

My body shook with anger at the image I encountered. Angela was held up against the wall, struggling to be free. That bastard had the audacity to touch her! I stormed in and grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him off of her. He fell and slid on the floor until he was a few inches away from the door.

I turned away from him and bent to look at Angela. He had ripped her clothes and she was bleeding. Her face and her shoulder were bloodied. I ran my fingers through my hair in anger. I should never have let her alone.

“Angela?” I tapped her face lightly and her eyes opened slightly, they were red. She’d been crying.

My anger shot up even more. I was about to shrug off my jacket and place it around her.

“Brad!” I spun on my heels and landed quickly on my feet just in time to see Evans lounging for me. He was held back by Scott who had dashed in.

Evans? How in the hell was he here? I should’ve been more careful. I should’ve known he would try something like this.

“I saw Scott scan the room and his eyes rested on Angela. His eyes hardened and he wrenched Evan’s free, the man spun to face Scott whose fist flew directly into his face. He staggered back and Scott rushed to Angela.

I went toward Evans. “You disgusting pig!” I spat as he regained his footing. He smiled at me sickeningly as he tried to throw a punch at me. I dodged and delivered one of my own. He fell back and I stepped on him, delivering punch after punch until his face was bloodied. But I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to.

Men like him had no right to life. They were a disgrace. He had passed out but hitting him for what he was doing to Angela was something I thought could only be paid with his meaningless life and yet that still wouldn’t be enough.

“Brad, you can stop.” I heard a faint sound traveling but the blood filling my ears were too loud.

“Brad!” I paid no heed to this one as my fist connected and caused blood to splash out.

I was forcefully yanked off Evans, Scott’s hands at both shoulders as he shook me.

“Brad that’s enough.” His voice was soothing. “You will kill him if you go any further.” His voice was firm.

“I was planning to.” I ground out and Scott tightened his grip at my shoulders.

“Stop!” He commanded and I was forced to look at him. “Angela needs you now. I will take care of the bastard.” He directed and pushed to where Angela cuddled closer to the wall. One look at her sitting frailly washed the anger away. I went to her and sat on the floor. I took off my jacket and gave it to her. She eyed me and her eyes filled with more tears.

I pulled her into my arms and she sobbed mercilessly. “You came for me.” She whispered as the tears overwhelmed her once more.

“I always will.” I assured as I held her tighter. “Shh” I coaxed as I ran my fingers through her hair. “It’s alright.”

Her body shook and my heart ached. Thank God I was in time. I wouldn’t have forgiven myself. I bent and placed a kiss on her hair before resting my head against hers. There we sat, on the floor of the room. I knew I would sit there for forever if that is what it took.