Wash reeled from the punch to the mouth. It had actually connected with the corner of his mouth and cheek. It still left a wicked split lip and he spit out blood from his teeth having cut into the flesh on the inside of his mouth.
He rammed into Jesse again, not being in the right mind enough to see people scatter around them as chairs and tables shoved and knocked over.
"She was MY WIFE! I come here and she AIN'T! How else is there to lookin at that when she's with YOU! I LOVE HER!" he yelled, emotional tears in his eyes.
"Come here and don't even have a chance to FIGHT for her!"
With each point he made he pummeled his fists, hands, and nails into the man in front of him.
"I didn't even have a chance," he whimpered, sedating a little. His voice was strained and cracked from yelling. "Ain't right."