I was sitting at the bar alone. Steve was in the bathroom. I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"Hey hot stuff." I heard. That wasn't steve.
I spun around. "Oliver..." I whispered. He was wasted. "I haven't seen you in forever. I saw you dancing with that guy you hate so much. Are you cheating on me?"
I looked him up and down, "you have a girl on each arm. And we broke up. I'm with Steve now."
"Come on, baby girl. I heard they have rooms upstairs, if you know what I mean..." he grabbed my arm, "what do you say?" The girls he was holding rolled their eyes.
"Go to hell." I whispered.
He spat the words in my face, "what?!"
I kneed him in the crotch as hard as possible. As he hunched over holding himself, I slammed his face into my knee. Blood went everywhere.
I swept his legs out from under him and his head made a cracking sound against the floor. It all happened so quick. Nothing more than a blurr.
His girlfriends let out an ear peirceing scream and ran as fast as their stelletos would let them.
I sang against the wall, not crying, not smiling. Numb. Was he dead? No. He was breathing. Dammit.
No. I swore I wasn't gonna kill anymore people.
Clint and tasha pushed through the crowd. Crap. Here comes the lecture.
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Fiksi PenggemarSteve Rodgers X Y/n but y/n is a teenger with a dark past and friends in low places, and she may have to use them in order to keep people safe. but what will be the cost?
