Chapter 164

Lake: I couldn't see myself, but I could tell that my eyes had turned bloodshot red. I could feel the burning flames of my rage scorch my eyelids, I could taste bile at the tip of my tongue, already smell the blood that would have oozed out of his nose if I could dive my rolled fist into his face, and bury it deep down into his skull in such a way that he would never recover enough to speak such demeaning words about Jojo. I wanted to watch him fly to the other end of the room as I kicked him so hard, I wanted to get rid of the audacity he carried on his shoulder, and the smile on his face. My mother must have noticed. She took a firm stance in front of me, I knew she was blocking me from his path, she knew what I wanted to do the most. She also seemed to know that I had no words for him, because she spoke instead. "That is enough, Cole. You have said more than you ought to. You would not stand in my house and insult the mother of my grandchild. I say it now and I would hate to say it