Everything's Gonna be Okay

By the time we were done, the moon was setting and people began heading out. We were at the food court with Iris’s seven bags of clothing (two bags of dresses, and five bags of not dresses, courtesy of me, of course.) and my one tiny bag with an Xbox game tucked inside.
            The two of us were currently eating Burger King when an unfamiliar voice spoke, “Why didn’t you come home?” when I noticed someone behind me. He had a black hair, that was sort of messy and nice blue eyes but it wasn’t really radiating at the moment considering a glare was fixated on his face. 
            “Come home?” I asked, confused, “I don’t even know you.” Then I realized something, I already went home with a stranger today, and the irony had me double over in laughter. For a good two minutes I was laughing and then the guy yelled, “Shut up!” I immediately frowned, my eyes hardening and forehead creasing.
            He just told me to shut up. I noticed his glare fixated on Iris, who was currently hyperventilating and that’s when I realized something. Iris is freaking out and he is the cause of it. 
            I stood up from my seat and did what I’ve been taught by my mother long ago: When in a mess, go for the balls. So, I kicked him straight in the balls.
            He doubled over in pain, groaning extremely loudly making me feel content of my kicking abilities. Thank goodness, I play soccer. I bent down a bit so I could talk to him. 
            "Listen here bozo," I growled, continuing," First off, YOU DO NOT TELL ME TO SHUT UP! I AM NOAH FEDDERMAN! And second, I do not know who you possibly are but you are not doing any good with your presence here,” I seethed out from my mouth, “I do not want to see your presence near Iris or anyone who is close to Iris in any way possible.”
             He glared at me with angry eyes but I was beyond the point of caring. In a way, I sort of felt free. I felt as if I were back in England. 
            He stood up a bit, limping a bit and took a punch at me, knocking me down on the ground. I hissed in pain, my cheek was throbbing and my eyes were beginning to spill tears but I held them back. I stood back into a fighting position, my arms up and hopping around but Iris pulled me back. She then began running with me and the bags of clothing in tow, squeaking, “It’s better to run when he’s injured!” We ran quite a bit, once I was out of shock. We ran out of the mall, and stopped near a meadow. 
            I was so tired, my face was throbbing and I just ended up collapsing. I listened to the deafening silence for a while until I asked, “Who was he?”
             I turned my head slightly to Iris to see her sobbing, I sighed. I’m never good at cheering people up, “If you don’t want to tell me it’s cool, but it would be appreciated to know who dared to punch me,” I gave a weak laugh to calm the mood, which seemed not to help all too much. 
              Iris sniffled a bit, before replying, 'Jayce is my... well, i'm not sure what he is now, but he was my boyfriend," she wiped away a couple of tears and gave a weak smile. I nodded her head and said, "I'm not telling you what to do but I think you should declare him not as your boyfriend. As wonderful looking he is or as awesome as he may have seemed," I let out a short bark of laughter but stopped after my cheek throbbed again, "he should not have made your cower in fear and from what D saw you were. So, I've decided you two aren't together anymore. "
"As much abuse as I take, he always makes up for it," Iris sighed, she wasn't crying anymore, " He's not what you saw... I love him." I let out a short back of laughter and said, "You think you love him over the fear of him beating you," I grinned, "Trust me when I say love is suppose to radiate. Yours in particular didn't exactly radiate, " I laughed. 
 "It's all in one's perception, I suppose. Have you ever been in love?" Iris asked, her eyebrows furrowed. 
 "Nah, "I laughed and then winced, "Love in particular isn't my cup of tea.I find the concept kind of iffy, " I frowned but continued, "But I've seen people in love and I've read the stories and I've watched the movies."
"Well," Iris started, " As much as I love movies, this isn't a movie," she sighed, "I guess it is time i let it go."
 "Even if you wanted to stay in that relationship, I would not have let you, "I smirked, "After all, I always win." Iris narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms which just made laugh, today seemed to be quite interesting. 
 We were silent for a bit until I realized something, "Hey, Iris?" I asked.
 "Hmm," she said absentmindedly, playing with the grass strands.
 "How are we gonna get home?" I asked, my eyes went sort of wide.
"Oh I can call Cole."  Iris said hopefully, scrolling through her phone. Her eyes widened suddenly, as she looked up at me. "I may or may not have forgotten to ask for his number." I muttered a curse and stood up, cleaning the dirt off of me as Iris watched me, curiously.
 "What are you doing," Iris asked.
 "When in Rome, do as the Romans do," I grinned, walking down the sidewalk. Iris ran after me slowing down as she met my pace, 'And what exactly is that?" She asked. 
 "Find out where we are and call my brother, "I grinned, walking to the nearest gas station. After we found out where we were, we waited until my brothers familiar black BMW rolled by. 
 "Need a ride," Damon shouted. I gave a sheepish grin, covering my left cheek and said, "Yah." We shuffled in the car, I sat behind Damon so I don't come into view.
 "So," Damon said, "Who is your pretty friend there?" I stared at Damon in shock, was he flirting?
 "Damon, No. Shut up, this pretty friend just got through a break up," I scolded. 
 "Hi. I'm Iris," Iris grinned, oblivious to what I just said, "Whats your name?" 
 "See she sounds heart broken," I cried, "Don't flirt with her in front of me."