Clear my head.

Peter had him on the floor.

Marshall brought up a knee into Peter's groin, pushing him over with a judo move he had picked up and then locking his hands around Peter's neck in a chokehold.

Peter actually began to choke.

Marshall contemplated not letting go. He pushed a knee into Peter's sternum and carried on.

Peter's face was going blue.

Marshall twicthed his fingers, and then let go, keeping Peter pinned down.

Peter spluttered for air.

Marshall was tempted to choke him again.

Peter got up angrily. "WHAT THE F*CK WAS ALL THAT FOR?!"

"Hurting Sienna."

"Oh f*ck off! She's just a girl!"

"I've got a sister. If anyone hurt her I would try to murder them. So, consider it payback."

"Oh, I get it! You're in love with the little wh*re, aren't you?!"

He snorted.
"No. I'm teaching you a lesson for thinking you can push around just anyone."

"Stay away from her, she's trouble."

"Mainly because you've beaten her up."

"Fine! Don't listen to my advice!"

"Never planned on it," Marshall said, leaving briskly.

Sienna had been left in the boys locker rooms, completely naked in the showers.

Marshall had to go into the boys' locker room to get something.

Sienna was shaking, shivering, feeling totally violated.

Marshall found her and grimaced.
"The good news is that Peter isn't dead..."

"DON'T LOOK AT ME!"

Marsh took off his jacket and put it round her.

"Go away...I asked you to stay with me...and...you left..." Sienna shuddered.