Gone too Far

Chapter 12

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"Scarlett, long time, no see."

Brad smirked as he pressed me harder against the wall. I kept my game face on as best I could when I really just wanted to scream out in pain.

"Yeah, last time I saw you, you were missing some teeth."

He pulled me off the wall and smashed me back against it, making the back of my head hit the wall even harder than last time. Something started dripping from the back of my head slowly and I could only guess it was blood. Brad was scowling at me with his forehead leaning against mine.

"You really don't want to mess with me tonight Scarlett."

"I think YOUR the one needing to watch yourself Brad, either one of my brothers could kick your ass in a heart-beat and you know it!"

Brad's buddies behind him started chuckling to themselves and at first I was proud of myself, until I realized it wasn't for me as Brad's glair turned into an evil looking grin.

"Ohhhh dahyum, this bitch is in trouble now."

One of Brad's buddies commented from behind.

I was beginning to wonder what It was that made me open my big mouth. My personality, or the alcohol. Either way, I was screwed.

Brad threw me on the hard floor then and shoved my face into the dirt.

"I think this little dirty bitch needs to be taught a lesson, what do you say boys?"

They all leaned against the wall chuckling to themselves, a few of them actually looking a little nervous for me. One of them stepped forward.

"You sure this is such a great idea Brad? You know they'll come looking for you after this…"

"Let them."

He barked back.

I felt Brad lay his heavy body on top of mine and lean his head down to the side of my ear.

"You don't mind transferring a little message to those thug brothers of yours do you Scar?"

"Get off me!"

He laughed and yanked my hair up so that I was forced to look at him.

"This reminds me of a certain situation, you know, the one where you and I were naked on your couch?"

"And you still don't get the message do you? GET OFF! You'll be sorry for this Brad! I'm warning you!"

He spun me around then and I noticed just a few of his friends were standing around now. Most of them probably fled the scene. I tried frantically to get out from underneath him as he moved in to kiss me. I wound my hand back and aimed to punch him in the face, missing probably from the fact I was highly intoxicated. He slapped my face hard and yelled for his friends to come help him hold me down.

"Hold her arms!"

Two of his friends remained now, and they both hurried over taking one arm each. I kicked my legs uselessly under him and he just shook his head.

"Let me go! Let me go! Stop touching me!!!"

Brad's fist raised high in the air in-front of me and I closed my eyes wincing, knowing what was going to happen.