I will save you

"Julian, what the hell do you think you're doing?" 

Lewis's voice shook as his eyes landed on the pistol in Julian's hand. As soon as his voice reached the man whose back was facing him, Quentin turned around with a pale complexion. His eyes first landed on Lewis and then on Dion, whom he believed Devon's lover.

"Hey," called Quentin, snapping Dion back from his trance. "Why are you just standing there? How can you let your brother do this to her?"

"What..." Dion didn't even have the luxury to be surprised upon recognizing Quentin, as the matters at hand were far more shocking. 

"Lu," Devon choked in panic as soon as she locked eyes with Lewis.

"Julian..." His hand balled into a fist as his vision slowly darkened. This... this look on her face was what he haunted him before.