27th Street (1)

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Warning: Violence

At 27th Street, Losers Lane is where two iniquitous minds  encounter. Sometimes between drug dealers x drug addict, psychopath x thief, or worst murderer x prostitute. List down all unholy names, and it will be there.

No sane person goes or even pass by the said road. It was untouched by those who sees laws as sacred. Deranged individuals in 27th streets most of the time are irreverent, not a suprises. Their wild untamed souls roams around the area. Its for you to decide whether you'll be a predator or the pray.

And tonight's case, is probably one of the rarest time. When a gang leader meet a mortal enemy. The metal screeched as a petite yet muscular arm scratched the weapon on the rocky ground. Red liquid leaving traces behind. A vile smile appeared on the ash blonde's busted lips. Above her eyes is a long cut, caused by pointy nails.

"My boys and your boys are tired, it's just me and you cupcake" she professed, eyeing the other woman in front of her. The brunette's face remained stoic. Her knuckles red and bleeding, her butterfly knife reflecting the light from the moon. Head hanged a bit lower than usual, she then spit blood before giving attention.

"I got more energy than your starving state." She mocked, earning a cynical laughed from the ash blonde. "Baby, aren't you tired?" She grimly teased the smaller one. "You're trembling ruby jane...do you want some hugs" Lisa gradually walked towards her while patting the metal rod on her palm. Jennie's fist clenched, waiting for the right time to strike.

When Lisa is only a feet away from her, she swung her arm like lightning. But the tall thai dodged her gracefully, giving her the chance to hit the brunette's arm with the metal rod. Jennie winced when the cold and heavy material penetrate her skin. As if an asteroid made an impact on a sea. Her knife flew, just like butterfly. The smaller one stumbled, her eyes fixed on the rugged shoes of the latter.

She heard her chuckle, Lisa is indeed stronger physically. And Jennie beating most of her men drained her energy. But she's no quitter. When she was about to stand another smashed hit her legs. Making them wobble. "What now kim" Lisa raised her brows with smile on her dirty and bruised face.

The brunette grunted, wanting to stand up. However she got weaker from the previous attack. The next thing she knew the thai kneeled before her and lifted up her chin with its finger. Examining her face with a amused smirk. The other hand of Lisa crept to hold both of hers and restrained them from moving. "They're right, you're the most beautiful here on 27th Street."

"They're right too, you're the most obnoxious person ever existed" Jennie's eyes shot wide as a pair of rough and beer flavored lips claimed hers.

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