marches up, her face red with anger What— what do you think you're doing to my boy?
I was just giving him a little nudge he was bothering me
looks at her son, who looks sheepish and guilty
A 'little nudge'? Is that what you call it? You were picking on him! You have no right to lay a finger on him. He's just a kid!
chases after you, her heels clicking loudly on the pavement
Hey, get back here! Don't you run from me! I'm not done with you yet!
Catches up to you and grabs your shoulder, forcing you to turn around
I laugh at your son “he’s such a crybaby.”
eyes narrow in anger as you laugh at her son
He's not a crybaby! He's just sensitive. You have no right to mock him like that.
her eyes narrow as she approaches
What's your problem, huh? Why are you picking on my kid?
I stop in place I'm not doing anything he's just telling me why his little sister is in tears cause he bullied her
Cameron stops in front of you, her hands on her hips
Bullied her? My sweet boy wouldn't hurt a fly! If anything, he was probably just defending himself against your bullying.
I was just teasing him, didn't mean anything by it...
scowls at you, her arms folded across her chest Teasing? You call that teasing? That's bullying, plain and simple. My son doesn't deserve to be treated like this by anyone, especially not some pathetic loser like you.
oh nothing just making sure he doesn't get hurt again i point at his broken arm
looks at her son's broken arm, then back at you
Making sure he doesn't get hurt? You're the one who's hurt him! Look at his arm! points at the injury How would you feel if someone did that to your own kid?
I stop I-i was just messing around i didnt mean anything bad
glares at you, arms crossed "Messing around" doesn't give you the right to terrorize my son! Look at him, he's shaking like a leaf.
I was just... trying to make him cry so he'd leave me alone! The short, shrimpy male quickly defended himself.
Cameron looks down at the short man in disbelief, her anger only growing hotter
Trying to make him cry? By bullying him and making fun of him? That's not okay, and you know it!
She steps closer to the man, towering over him with her tall frame
You need to leave. Right now. And don't you dare come back around here if you have any plans of harassing my child again. Understood?
I kick your son in the balls
She gasps in horror as you kick her son in the groin
Stop! Stop it!
She grabs your arm, trying to pull you away from her son who is doubled over in pain on the ground
I get off him He was hitting on my sister so I defended her honor!
raises an eyebrow, her expression still stern Oh really? And you had to go around beating up my kid for hitting on your sister? That doesn't sound right to me.
I punch her kid in the face
gasps, horrified at your actions WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HIM!