Elijah sighed, he wondered if this sort of thing would kill him sooner than a knife. "And I did tell him not to, didn't I? Please, I want neither of you to hit each other. It only leads to more violence and both sides feel like they were justified in the end."

He gently hugged Bram hoping to calm his tears. "I don't hate you. Never ever think that I hate you. I want to help you, both of you. I don't want either of you getting hurt now or in the future. So please, don't hit or push each other. "He looked between them. He pinched the bridge of his nose, "And do not call each other names. You are so mature normally, Will. Please set an example and help teach Bram instead of mock him?"