JASMINE'S POV
"Keith, we need him to talk, and he can only do that if he's conscious," I told him to get off.
I looked down at the bloody mess, which was Edward on the floor in horror, as I pushed Keith away from Edward. Keith then stood up, his eyes meeting mine.
I stared at Keith as his eyes went from my eyes to scan my body. In particular, he was fixated on my collarbone and shoulders. I noticed he looked at my collarbone before he attacked Edward earlier as well.
Edward only held for about a minute, and I saved myself, so why was he that pressed?
"Keith, I'm fine," I reiterated in a gentle voice, but I was annoyed in reality.
In his eyes, I saw pure rage, and I felt a little unsettled. Keith was beyond volatile. I wish I could say it was just because he was tired since we had both been hardly sleeping lately or something.
The scenario reminded me of the time he fought with Louis at the Boxing gym. He had also continued beating down on Louis until I forced him off.
