MEDIA IS MANNY STONE
I barge in the door to the tattoo shop and everyone goes silent. "Where is Manny?" I ask, as my blood feels as though it will boil at any moment. Victoria points to the back. "He's in the alley out back smoking." I nod and walk back there quickly. Aubrie grabs me and pulls me aside. "Don't do anything your going to regret Ivy. Danny told me you were looking for him and I have a feeling I know what he did."
I bite lip and crack my knuckles whispering. "He nearly killed Ms.Truman." Her eyes widen and she curses "Damn druggie" under her breath and shakes her head looking down. She steps aside and gives me a peck on the cheek walking to Xander's office. I walk out back and I see him leaning against the brick wall with his hoodie up smoking. He looks up at me and puts on a flirtatious smile. "Well hello sexy." I return the smile and walk over and gesture towards his cigarette. "Can I have a drag?" He nods and hands it over I take a deep breath and exhale through my nose. Again with the smoking today.
"What you been up to today?" I ask him seeing if he will fess up to his crime. "Nothing eventful ." He says shrugging it off. I smirk and take another drag as he takes down his hood. "Wanna make it eventful?" I ask smirking. He nods biting his lip and takes a step towards me, he goes in for a kiss and I take the cigarette between my fingers and push the hot ash against the skin on his neck. He screams and grabs his neck cursing and he falls back. He kneels over in pain and I take this as my chance.
I take my elbow and hit him on the back, making him drop to his knees. I kick him in the stomach and he groans and falls to the ground. "You want to know how my day went?" I ask. He groans out a 'fuck you' as he grabs his rib. I kick his face and I hear a thud when it bounces off the concrete. "Manners Mr. Stone. Today I got a call that my neighbors apartment was broken into and she was nearly beaten to death." I kick him four times hard in the chest and he lets out a pained scream. "Four broken ribs..." I pick his head up and punch him so hard he falls on his back. He grabs his mouth and spits on me.
I curse at the blood on my favorite sweater and grab him by the shirt, lifting him up against the bricks. "And a punctured lung."
I close my eyes for a moment and catch my breath, I feel him struggle and he raises his fist. It connects with the side of my head and I groan stumbling back. I take him by the shoulders and push him against the wall and slam his head one good time.
"The only reason I'm letting you live, is because she lived." I spit on him and turn away. The side of my head is in a constant throb and I wince. "Why aren't you turning me over to the police?" He spits as he holds himself up against the wall. I turn and crack my knuckles. "I wanted justice first, and besides..." I walk to the door and grab it before turning. "I'm not a rat."
With that I step back inside and walk into the back bathroom. My knuckle was split open on one hand but everything was normal. I didn't have any blood on my head so I shrug and walk out. I walk back upfront and everyone stops talking. "Someone drive me to Johnny's, I need a stiff drink." I walk over to Aubrie and rest my head on her shoulder. "Do you need a new shirt?" She asks looking at the blood and I nod. Dhe grabs my hand and walks me back to her shop. "Here's a Zeppelin shirt, I think it's yours." I nod and shrug off my sweater, Xander walks in closes the door. "Are you okay?" He asks looking up as he gives me minimal privacy. "I've been a lot better."
"No I mean did he hurt you?" I shake my head and wince at the throb just above my ear. "Just a bump on the side of my head. Nothing a bottle of Jack can't fix." He nods and I slip on my shirt, which smells like coffee and coconut. I walk out the door and go give everyone a hug. "Hay Vicky, how's the new ink?" She sighs and pulls up her dress. "Still tender. But I'm loving how the design turned out." I nod knowing the dull pain of new ink.
