Dave POV

This is the end for me.

"Let go of me. I don't know what you are talking about!" I yelled.

"You don't know what I'm talking about right? I'll remind you." He said.

He dragged me towards the shop of the man I just stole water from.

"Ouch!" He shouted, holding his head.

"Why you little!" He said to me with his hand lifted high and about to land on my face.

"Ouch!" He shouted again.

"Who is throwing stones at me?! Reveal yourself!" He added in a louder voice.

"You!" He said, glaring at me.

"You know who is doing this right?!" He shouted at me, waiting for a confession from me.

"No! I don't! Just let me go!" I replied.