" Are you talking to us sir. Like excuse me are you drunk?" Said Erica as she turned to address the intruder.
" No I'm not. I'm talking to your fat old friend over here. Just see her wearing a floral gown. I swear I could throw up all the beans pudding my granny had fed me all my life and I would still have to throw up my guts from the irritating sight of your fashion sense." Said Gilberto as he pointed aggressively at Fidelia who was set aghast by the sudden words of hurt.
" Oh my goodness. How dare say such hurtful things to an octogenarian. Isn't she is old enough to…"
" I don't think I'm eighty yet." Said Fidelia in a whisper to her friends hearing.
" I'm not a man of many words. I prefer action. I haven't come here to exchange words with you mam. Get on your knees and apologize for what you did this very moment." Said Mason with a cooked up scowl on his face and a tone of preposterous majesty.
" Who the hell do both of you think you are. I'm going to call the cops If you two creepy dudes Don't get lost this very moment." Said Erica and began to dial her phone.
" Give me that! Holy soya, all my life, no one has disobeyed me so much. Why don't you call the cops without the phone or whistle like some Disney maid. Yes whistle! You little red riding shit." Said Mason after snatching the phone clear from the hands of Erica."
" My iPhone twenty-five! Give it back." Shouted Erica as she looked around her and realized no hero was coming to her rescue.
" Or what! Beat us perhaps?" Said Gilberto with a wild grin on his face.
" Please sir. We don't want any trouble just give me back my phone and we shall leave." She said in sullen plea. Her wildness was gone.
" Don't beg for what's yours;" said Fidelia to her friend and stepped into the center of the heat. " Okay guys, Playtime is over. You have all had your fun. I will have the phone now." She said with all the ease of a goddess causing both men to pause, gaze at themselves in surprise and Burst into a frenzy of laughter. The laughter went on for a while and in a sudden, They went mute with a scowl, gazed at each other, then at the phone, then at each other again and with might of Odin, slammed the luxury gadget on the tarred road so hardly that it ricocheted like a golf ball, before going airborne to chase it's dream. It diffusd into a dozen pieces with some parts of it's flying as far as a kilometer away from impact. Erica let out a terrifying scream of horror before bursting into tears. Infuriated by the callous act of Mason, Fidelia landed a straight jab on the neck of the young man causing him to instantly gasp for air. He fell to the ground, choking in pain while his friend out of confusing threw the most lame blow at Fidelia. She let it hit her before slashing him a out of sight with a back kick. He got on his feet as fast as quick as he could and ran away like third world war was about to begin. Mason kept on clutching hard on his chest as he gasped for breath .
" Oh my goodness. He's dying. Let's run away or get thrown in jail for the rest of our lives." Cried Erica and grabbed her friend by the wrist before trying to make a run for it.
" Oh please Erica wait," exclaimed Fidelia as she gazed in confusion, while watching Mason Gasp for air. " We can't let him die." She added and quickly bent down, taking a hold of the mask on the assailants face and pulling it down with a single swipe.
" Mason!" She whispered in shock, as a new sense of fear was quick to elope her, this time around not from the fear of going to jail but for the fear of loosing the very man she fought her way from hell just to be with.
" Let's get out of here before the cops gets us. I won't survive a day in men's jail God damn it." Erica cried out as she nursed the dilemma between staying and absconding. Fidelia wasted no time to apply her lips on the mouth of Mason. The first few seconds brought back the loving memories of a decade years till she it was apparent to Erica that her friend was actually kissing the dying man and not saving him as she had intended.
" Blow! You scum bag. Blow!" She cautioned ass her eyes widened in disgust causing Fidelis to recall the manifest reason she had bent down in the first place." She began to air into his lungs and it proved vital in bringing the young man back to life while people watched with their cameras held against the trio. Mason coughed out as loud as the explosion of a poorly made grenade before twerking his neck in a spherical direction to see who was around him.
" Look who is without his guards today." Said an angry voice from the crowd, causing Erica to turn. Her gaze was met by the sight of an obese sumo wrestler who held a bottle of metronidazole in his left hand and a giant tissue paper in the other. Walking along with him where two other guys who were almost twice as fat and obese as the Japanese fighter. They all held the same tools of succor in their hands.
" Fidelia.." Erica whispered in fright as she tried to compose what was left of her guts while gazing at the fattest trio she had ever seen, sauntering towards her. She could hear the rifling sounds of their Intestines while they walked with a sickening ego that caused Fidelia to turn towards their direction in fear of her life.