Thomas's POV
My glasses had fallen to the ground and that son of a bitch was walking towards my minivan. Shit! Shit! Shit! I scrambled around on my knees quickly trying to find them. It had been dark out and finding them was hard. I could get contacts but those things are a bitch.
"THOMAS!" I heard Asia scream from a distance. The minivan! I had to get to the minivan and save Asia. We are already so close. My hands sweeped over something slightly chill. My glasses! I picked them up, got to my feet, and took in a deep breath while putting my glasses on. My vision came to focus. I was looking at the tall, young kid reaching in the minivan and swiping at Asia.
"C'mere you little brat!" he spat clawing at her. She was fighting back in defense but with how weak she was, despite the fact she almost broke her ankle falling out the window, she could get hurt. I rushed over and yelled,
"Get away from her! Asia is mine....and Ashley's!" I felt Ashley's tasor in my pocket. Shit! Ashley and Zach were still in the warehouse. The kid turned around putting away his lighter. His eyes narrowed at me.
"You're nothin' but a pest. She's mine. Back off." I felt my face remain calm but the inside of me wasn't. I pulled back a fist and aimed right at the kid's face knocking him off his feet. Bingo! Blood spewed out of his mouth followed by a slight groan. He spit out some more blood and stood back up. I glanced at my minivan. I had brought a gun in case something like this were to happen, but I was not in reach of it. Damnit! Life sucks at the moment.
"You aint never gonna learn, are ya?" the taller kid said pulling out his lighter. I let out a hoarse laugh.
"Me learn? You're talking to Thomas Falls. And he's one to never fucking learn." I said before taking the kid's arms faster than he inticinpated. I may be taller than most people, but for a tall guy I sure can run faster than a speeding bullet. I twisted his arms behind his back, taking the tasor and shocking the hell out of him. He doubled over onto the ground making a lound bang. I took the moment to bask in my winning when I heard a throat suddenly then clear. Fuck. It was a guy the same height but with more muscle mass, much older and looked wiser. Two against one. This didn't look good.
"Daniel take care of the two kids downstairs. Bring the boy out here. He's no use to us." He growled and Daniel shot me a glare before doing what he was told. He was pretty tough I must admit. He stood right back up when orders were barked. What a loyal little dog. I need me one of those mother fuckers. I let him get away because the older, taller guy didn't waste anytime watching his dog prance away. He meant business. He came charging at fast, though I was faster. I doged, and whipped the taser at him, knocking him in the arm sending a nice shock through his system. He almost went down too, but caught himself. Tough asshole like him must have been tased by plenty of women before doesn't shock me.
"Don't think about doing anything stupid...Thomas Falls." he said making me gasp lightly. He laughed and smiled an uncomfortable smile. How the hell did he know my name? Even though a lot of people know me but not adults for that matter. I hate adults fucking hypocritacal assholes who only like to yell and shit.
"I know a lot of people. How do you think I know little bunny?" he said glancing at the minivan. I took this time to see him watching and stalking her. No one messes with my Asia but Ashley. If he watched her undress or something....well hes dead. The only one who can watch is (no not me) Ashley. Tha's only because that's sexy shit. I glanced back to see Asia sitting in the car terrified. The man cackled a laugh and I narrowed my eyes at him as the younger kid dragged Zach out from the warehouse, a stab wound in his side. He was shoved to the ground and I rushed over to him, helping him up. Dumbass idiot got himself stabbed. Great! Not.
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