“(Sigh) Yeah, sure, fine, whatever! Just leave me the fuck alone with your fuckin’ questions! And don’t fuck with the one that’s on stage right now because that’s MY girlfriend. I catch you attempting anything with her an’ you’re gonna be in a world of hurt! Got me?” you say looking in his eye emphasizing the threat.
“Oh…of course! No, I won’t mess with her. Actually there’s another one I had my eye on, the one who was dressed like a hooker…” the little guy says seeming lost in thought
“Boy, you’re too fuckin’ vague.”
“Nevermind, you’ve been very helpful.” He says and walks out the door very quickly.
You shake your head, at the little freak and go back to watching Tina strip, damn! You fucking missed most of it! You spend the rest of the night tending the bar and drinking. Fuck talking to people, no matter how much they want to.
When its time to leave, you and Tina enter the parking lot and head towards your truck. She’s bitching at you for drinking when you weren’t supposed to, but that’s interrupted by a scream.
“What the fuck?” you say.
“That sounded like Brandy! She might be in trouble!”
“She probably just…” you begin to give an excuse not to check it out, but now you hear more screams, this time of help.
You and Tina rush over to where the screams are coming from, holy shit, its that little freak trying to fulfill his “urges” with Brandy!
“What the shit?” you say, as he immediately turns around whipping out the biggest fucking blade you’ve ever fuckin’ seen and holds it to Brandy’s throat.
“Don’t you fuckin’ try to stop me! You told me to do this! You said it was okay!”
“You sick motherfucker, I never told you that! You misunderstood what the fuck I said!” you try to approach him but he backs off with Brandy who’s in absolute terror as the knife is held closer to her throat.
“Back off or I’ll cut this bitch’s throat! I gotta do this! I gotta!”
He’s nervous and his hand is shaking, but still firmly in control. Normally you might be quick enough to take the knife out of his hand, but given your alcohol consumption, your reflexes aren’t really as sharp as they could be.
Of course as it turns out, you don’t need to make that decision, as you suddenly hear a gunshot, causing you to duck instantly. When you look around, you see the rapist lying on the pavement with his brains leaking out of his head. Brandy’s still in shock and is just standing still with blood splattered on her. And coming behind you, is Tina holding a smoking gun.
“Well, choke my chicken! Where the hell did you get that?”
“You, ya dipshit! I keep it in my purse! You gave it to me last year for my birthday! Don’t you remember? Of course not, you were drunk at the time. I remember being pissed, since I wanted those earrings, but I guess this is really is the gift that keeps giving.” Tina says.
The situation is a pretty cut and dry clear case of self defense (Or close to it) so nobody’s charged. Vigilantism has a proud tradition in this town anyway. You however have learned your lesson, next time concentrate more on drinking and less on giving advice.
“Oh…of course! No, I won’t mess with her. Actually there’s another one I had my eye on, the one who was dressed like a hooker…” the little guy says seeming lost in thought
“Boy, you’re too fuckin’ vague.”
“Nevermind, you’ve been very helpful.” He says and walks out the door very quickly.
You shake your head, at the little freak and go back to watching Tina strip, damn! You fucking missed most of it! You spend the rest of the night tending the bar and drinking. Fuck talking to people, no matter how much they want to.
When its time to leave, you and Tina enter the parking lot and head towards your truck. She’s bitching at you for drinking when you weren’t supposed to, but that’s interrupted by a scream.
“What the fuck?” you say.
“That sounded like Brandy! She might be in trouble!”
“She probably just…” you begin to give an excuse not to check it out, but now you hear more screams, this time of help.
You and Tina rush over to where the screams are coming from, holy shit, its that little freak trying to fulfill his “urges” with Brandy!
“What the shit?” you say, as he immediately turns around whipping out the biggest fucking blade you’ve ever fuckin’ seen and holds it to Brandy’s throat.
“Don’t you fuckin’ try to stop me! You told me to do this! You said it was okay!”
“You sick motherfucker, I never told you that! You misunderstood what the fuck I said!” you try to approach him but he backs off with Brandy who’s in absolute terror as the knife is held closer to her throat.
“Back off or I’ll cut this bitch’s throat! I gotta do this! I gotta!”
He’s nervous and his hand is shaking, but still firmly in control. Normally you might be quick enough to take the knife out of his hand, but given your alcohol consumption, your reflexes aren’t really as sharp as they could be.
Of course as it turns out, you don’t need to make that decision, as you suddenly hear a gunshot, causing you to duck instantly. When you look around, you see the rapist lying on the pavement with his brains leaking out of his head. Brandy’s still in shock and is just standing still with blood splattered on her. And coming behind you, is Tina holding a smoking gun.
“Well, choke my chicken! Where the hell did you get that?”
“You, ya dipshit! I keep it in my purse! You gave it to me last year for my birthday! Don’t you remember? Of course not, you were drunk at the time. I remember being pissed, since I wanted those earrings, but I guess this is really is the gift that keeps giving.” Tina says.
The situation is a pretty cut and dry clear case of self defense (Or close to it) so nobody’s charged. Vigilantism has a proud tradition in this town anyway. You however have learned your lesson, next time concentrate more on drinking and less on giving advice.
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