"Hey! That's enough!"
It became silent. Way too silent. No one talked, nothing made a sound.
They all just... stared.
"Who the fuck are you?" His thick voice pushed at me... hard!
He's huge, tall, handsome, and he's got his entire group here.
Where the fuck did all my courage go. I can't say a word.
He pushed his table forward and stood up.
"You little cunt!" He scoffed as he walked over
I'm scared... shitless
" I know you. " He says as he stares and examines my face closely.
He wasn't a male model but he should have been. The lush, mother lode-gold hair he groomed so carefully had a rippling quality, a sign of his rude health. His only blemish was that he was beetle-browed and they sometimes knitted in frustration.
The aquiline nose he sported complemented his prominent cheekbones. Handsome in an understated way, his basalt jaw and Spartan shoulders spoke of strength. He possessed a latent, leonine power and always walked with purpose and authority.
What am I thinking?! I got carried away.
"Cunt! I know you somewhere! Remind me!" He snaps his fingers at one of his goons.
"Don't you remember him? He's the flower guy!" His goon, which I tagged goon number 3 snorted.
"Flower guy? It's really you!" He laughed at a ridiculously high volume.
"I been meaning to talk to you for some time now, you gave me a lot of laughs"
He snorted then cackled.
My body wouldn't move, I was stuck. I was... scared.
His huge body towered over me as I was sitting.
He pulled a seat and sat down beside me.
"What's your name?" He said sternly.
Just be quiet. Just be quiet.
He inched closer.
"He's ignoring me, boys!" He laughed then slammed the table!
My nervous system was spiked. Literally sending shivers down my spine. I was shaky inside, but still putting up my front outside.
"You think you're such the big guy, huh?" He says as he stands.
" Why don't we go outside for a little chat? "
At that instant I felt both shoulders being grabbed. Tight!
I was pulled. No, I was ragdolled.
Everyone looked, no one talked. Not even me.
"There's this frustration I've been meaning to let out. A certain stalker made me mad. I guess you're the one who's come to relieve my stress" He said as he walked in to the alley.
I was pulled and then thrown.
At this point, the only thought that went through my mind was.
'Coward coward coward! Fight! Coward! Defend yourself, Coward! '
All of a sudden, I felt it. The feeling of knuckles up against the cheek bone.
Bones against flesh. Impact!
The pain was excruciatingly sharp, one instant I'm kneeling and the next I'm sprawled out on the floor.
Get up, Jerome, get up!
I push myself to my knees. He hits me again and I taste blood.
He grabs my hair, his fist full of hair and pulls me up till I'm staggering on my feet.
The world is blurry, it's not clear.
"You're nothing more than a coward with a crush!"
I can't fathom how, or why?
But at that moment, my hand moved by itself.
I curled my hand into a fists and aimed for the front of his nose. My fist hit the bridge of his nose and blood splattered over me and the floor.
He yelled in pain as he let me go and he staggered backwards just before slamming ass first to the ground.
His goons were shocked at first, but then started coming one after the other.
They were easy, going down, a punch for each but then. THUD.
I felt my guts twist as I crouched in agony. I coughed up blood at that point.
It was silent.
All I could hear was the thumping of approaching footsteps.
"You've got quite the arm for a coward."
The voice gradually approached as the sound of metal scrubbing the ground got louder.
"You should stay down like the piece of crap, shit hole you are! Y'know what? Let him look at me" I was pulled up my the hair again, but this time, by the goons.
His face was bloody, his expression was infuriated, his eyes twitching with rage.
He was mad... really mad.
I couldn't move, but I knew what was coming.
He raised the metal pipe.
"Shitty bastards like you should just... die!"
THUD! It was black. The voices faded into the darkness.
It hurt.
***
The wind was cool. It blew over my skin gently. The sound of the ruffling of the sheets as I moved my legs.
My head hurts. I opened my eyes slowly. It was all blurry. I tried to sit up, then it hit me, a piercing pain, all through my body starting from my gut then all over my face. It stung, it hurt.
I looked around and recognized it instantly, a hospital.
Oh, yeah. I got mugged.
"Jerome?" The voice came from nowhere.
I turned my head to the side gently, and... there she was.
"What're you doing here?"
I grunt as I pull myself up slowly to sit.
"You should lie down! Doesn't it hurt"
She says with a concerned look.
It does hurt, it hurts really bad.
" Cindy, I'm fine. I'm okay"
She stood up and moved closer to me.
Her hand grabbed mine.
Her skin felt soft, as soft as ever and warm.
"Jerome, what did you do? Why were you involved with Brad? You could've gotten really hurt, or worse!" Her grip got tighter as she moved her other hand to my face.
"You never ever listen" She said quietly.
" Cindy... I-"
It was sudden, my words were cut off as her lips pushed up against mine. Her lips were soft, almost silken, and pillowy against my own. I could feel the soft tickle of her breath beneath my nose, fingers interlocked with mine as we breathed each other in.
I didn't want to do this, but i kept on kissing her.
Our fingers locked tighter, my other hand slowly moving up her slender body.
RING! Immediately I got knocked back to my senses. I pulled away from the kiss. I instantly became flushed with regret! Maybe a tiny bit of disgust. Claire looked happy and maybe confused, I can't even tell her expression.
What came over me.
I pull my phone over and stare at the screen.
It's Claire.
BEEP! I pick up.
"Hey, I'm in your hospital, I'm almost at your room, I just wanted to confirm if you were awake or not."
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
The call disconnected.
She's coming here? On such short notice?!
"Cindy! Can you do me a favor?"
"Yeah? what's that?" She moved closer, almost climbing the bed.
What's she doing that for? She wants to kiss again?
"Could you leave? Like right now?"
"Huh? Leave?" She moved back a little, with a confused look.
"Yeah, just leave. Quickly! Get out!" I yelled with a panicked voice. I really don't need them meeting each other.
"Why're you chasing me out? Is it because of the kiss? I'm sorry!" She replied
"No! Claire's coming here! So I need you gone!" I say sternly
"You're kicking me out because of her?" She took a few steps back.
"Yeah, I am. So, please leave?" Maybe that was harsh. But I don't need both of them meeting up.
"You really enjoy hurting me, huh? You just love seeing my tears" She said with a devastated look on her face. The tears streamed down slowly.
CREAK! The door opened slowly then Claire walked in on the scene.
"I was just stupid to come here, afterall!" She said as she started leaking tears.
"Hey... Cindy, I.. I'm sorry" I try to get off the bed but the pain clips me back.
"Jerome... what's going on?"
Claire says quietly.
... to be continued
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