Kick It Up A Notch - Starkid

Kick It Up A Notch

As me and Walker strolled down the road, we planned Brian's stag night. We were just going clubbing but we wanted it to be special.

I watched the young couple in front walk, they turned down an alley way and the girl bent down to fiddle with her shoe.

'What do we do if someone recognises us? I mean, we can't be signing stuff drunk, or taking photos. Anything could happen!'

'Yeah sure, anything you want', I must confess I wasn't listening, something about the couple didn't seem right.

All of a sudden the girl had been pushed over and a few seconds later started screaming.

I ran to her aid, 'get off her! Leave her alone!'

I pulled the man off the girl, now I got a better look she was at least 4 maybe 5 years younger than him. The guy pulled a way, grabbed the bag the girl had been wearing and sprinted off. Joe sprinted after him and I turned back to the girl, who's clothes had been torn in rather risqué places, enough for me to me able to see several bruises and scratches.

She saw me looking at her body and started covering herself with her hands. I pulled off my jacket and handed it to her, she accepted it warily and pulled it on.

'Are you okay? The bruises and...'

She folded her arms over her chest, pulling the jacket round herself more but all that happened was her sleeve came down, revealing an arm full of scars.

'Oh God, are you alright?' She stared at me for a few seconds before starting to stand up but her legs couldn't hold her. She fell onto me so I picked her up, Joe came back round the corner.

'He got away... With her bag', I could feel her shaking in my arms and saw the tears rolling down her face. I wanted so badly to hug her, she looked so empty, but I don't expect a stranger hugging her is the best thing right now.

She had curled herself into a ball but she was shaking violently and so I slowly reached over to her, she tensed and I knew she was scared.

'It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you'

I looked round and saw Joe on his phone, 'what are you doing?'

'Calling the police, what's the number for over here?'

'No', the voice made me jump, she spoke decisively but there was still some wariness in her voice.

'What?' Joe came closer and crouched down in front of her.

But she said nothing.

'We can't take her now anyway. Look at her, she couldn't cope with that'

Joe stared incredulously at me but I just leant forward and picked her up, she resisted but I held on.

We walked for a bit before finding a road busy enough to have a taxi on and by then she'd fallen asleep.

I explained it away by saying she had Narcalepsy but the driver still looked at me funny.

We got to the room and I lay her down. I wanted to talk to her about the scars.