He felt the weight of the world fall at his shoulders when he caught sight of the girl being dragged by her hair. He knew that girl. He felt himself wanting to shout her name. Make the guy who dragged her across the room suffer. But he only sat their; silent as he watched Azalea's body being thrown across the room beside him.
"Dodge? What's the hold up?" She heard someone say from outside. At that the boy came close and snatched up a fist of Azalea's hair. She yelped, squirmed, squatted at the boy's hand, but nothing made him realize his grip; if not made things worse. He dragged her all the way into a whole different room until she was thrown from his hold.