Page 15 of One Wild Night
“Wow, you look even better close up,” hestated.
Her throat tightened up and she backed into the sink. “What do youwant?”
He moved inside and stopped just in front of her. She looked at him, unable to hide her fear now, and unable to contemplate trying to staycalm.
The stench of beer mingled with body odor filled her nostrils as he leaned closer. She had to cough to get the smell out of hersystem.
His lust-filled eyes made her feel sick andfocused.
“You, sweet thing,” he replied, his smilewidening.
“Leave me alone.” She tried to step past him, but he blocked her. She tried again, to the other side, but he backed her into thewall.
“Those titties of yours sure look good.” He looked at her breasts and licked his lips, making her feel like she’d throw up. “Let’s see if that boyfriend of yours will stop me from fucking you.” He grabbed her before she could even scream, placing one hand over her mouth and the other holding her against thewall.
Her scream came out as a muffled cry that no one would hear, and tears poured out of hereyes.
Fear and terror gripped her threatening to paralyze her but she didn’t allow it to. Adrenaline kicked in, and the need for survival made her lash out at him -- much to his surprise. His shift in movement gave her the chance to bite down on his hand with all the strength she had in her. She then followed that with a knee to his balls that made him double over momentarily as he releasedher.
“Scott!” She called for Scott as loud as she could, over and over again, in the few seconds that she had before the creep grabbed her again, now angered by herretaliation.
“You fucking bitch!” He grabbed her arm and tried to drag her towards the door,b
ut he didn’t get as far as he hoped. Scott charged in and grabbed him around hisneck.
Abi stumbled to the floor from the impact, hurting her elbows as shelanded.
Scott roared as he picked the man up, and raised him into the air as if he weighed nothing and as though he wasn’t nearly as tall or big as Scott was. Scott then heaved him through the door and ran outside to finish him off. Abi had never seen Scott look so angry. He was like a wild animal ready tokill.
Abi gathered herself and rushed out to see Scott pummeling the guy into the dirt as the man was screaming, begging him tostop.
“I told you not to fuck with my woman! You’re dead!” Scottyelled.
“Scott! Stop!” Abi screamed, seeing that the man was practically on the verge of death. There was blood all over his face and Scott’shands.
By now, the waitress and the chef had rushed out, as did the creep’sfriends.
“Scott, Stop!” She ran up to him now, and it was the sight of her that stopped that last punch that probably would have finished the guyoff.
“Abi--” Scott stood up and was about to reach for her but stopped because of the blood on his hands. “Shit.”
“What happened?” the chefasked.
“He attacked me,” Abi said quickly, pointing to the creep who was on the ground coughing and crying from the beating he’d justgotten.
“Are you okay?” Scott asked her. “Baby, did he hurtyou?”
“I’m fine.” She wasn’t. She was really shaken up, but she didn’t think it was wise to say so. She was worried Scott would turn around and finish theguy.
Police sirenssounded.
“Go get cleaned up.” The chef said to Scott. “We’ll talk to thepolice.”
