I was walking both of my dogs. One a beautiful Italian greyhound the other a bitchy schnauzer. I was playing music from my phone just dancing and shimmying up the street not caring who saw. Just as I start to sing I see a crappy purple scion pull into my friend Aaron's driveway. He's a year younger than me but he's chill. But the people in the car aren't Aaron. Oh no definitely not Aaron. Instead it's two extremely hawt guys. Guys that I know. Holy shit. That's Christopher and Zack. In my fucking neighborhood. But then I remember Aaron said that Zack was his cousin. I try to walk past them with out saying anything when an arm wraps itself around my shoulder. Whoever it is reeks of beer and weed. Well Zack does party hard. But his arm isn't this hairy. I turn around about to punch the guy with his arm around me when I say,"What the fuck do you want?" "Hey baby you missed me? I'm sorry I haven't been around I've been hanging out with my best friends Mary and Jack." I didn't know who the hell this fucker was but I did know one thing. If he doesn't get his nasty pedophile hands off me in 3 seconds he won't have teeth left. This guy is 36 by the looks of him. I turn around ready for a fight but I see over the guys shoulder Christopher and Zack looking both curious and a little worried. I ignore them though as I tell the guy,"Unless you plan on having your balls popped today I suggest you get the fuck away from me." He just looks at me surprised. But then there's suddenly immense anger and hatred. He's going to get violent soon. Christopher and Zack step on the side of the car closest to us. The creep catches me looking at them behind him. He turns and looks as if he sees them for the first time. "Oh hey fellas just trying to get my girl she wandered over here and got lost in this fancy neighborhood. But trust me she doesn't belong in here." I look at him and grit my teeth and give him my scariest death stare but he doesn't look at me. Instead he picks the stupid choice and grabs my arm roughly. I drop the dogs leashes as the two boys step forward. But before they get close enough I start strangling the guy. When he's purple I punch him in the face repeatedly. After the third punch I heard a crack noise. Good. Serves the bastard right. Then I hit him with the side of my fist on the temple and he falls down. Fast. This guy is drunk as fuck. I start slamming his head into the concrete until something pulls me away. Or someone. Should I say. I feel the arms suddenly as they drag me off the sidewalk into the grass. His soft brown eyes look worried as they roam over my body while he asks if I'm okay. "Of course I'm okay. Did you not just see me kick his ass?" Christopher just chuckles.
