The Beautiful and Divine

Chapter Three: I Am Bulletproof

A/N: Two Chapters today since I missed one yesterday! :D If you want more keep voting and reading and I will keep writing. 

My black and white sneakers tap on the sidewalk as I walk to the local pound, I don't look at the ground like I used to. I gaze up towards the pale blue sky with little sheep clouds, I continue on my way keeping my purse close to my body. The pound is in a rough neighborhood, most outcasts live around here and the common criminals. I walk past a poorly lit alleyway, I stare down the tunnel seeing a young boy being held against the red brick walls of the house.

"Please leave me alone! I haven't said anything! I swear!" The boy pleads, the three older and taller guys laugh at his fear.

"Let's make sure it stays that way. Right boys?" The head man says in a low venomous tone, "No, no, no stop!" the boy cries.

I take out my butterfly knife holding onto it tightly in my sweaty palms, I slide my purse strap over my head. Keeping it to close to be taken, I walk down the chasm at my own risk to help his boy.

"Hey! Leave him alone!" I shout flipping the sharp blade of my knife out, if they try anything at least I'm prepared.

"Who is this little whore?" The lieutenant says, "You called your girlfriend to help you. You really are a pathetic waste." the leader snarls towards the black haired boy.

"Put him down." I demand, "Or you'll do what? Shout me to death?" the man speaks stepping into the light.

This man is at least two heads taller than me but size doesn't matter when you're faster, "I will make you." I threaten.

"I like this girl, she has guts. Not a little bitch like someone I know." the gangster turns towards the kid, "Put him down and walk away." I warn one last time.

"I will take the making me and my men. Let's see if you can talk as well as you fight." The thug speaks, his men drop the kid giving him the chance to run but he curls up beside a dumpster.

"Have at it men, but be careful with that pretty face. Oh and that dirty mouth." I feel my stomach turn in disgust, "You want me come and claim me. Don't be a common coward and let your spineless meat maggots do your bidding." I spit.

"Oh, you are so gonna regret crossing me in a few minutes. Just wait till you're on your back begging for more." I let an animalistic growl escape my throat, I wait for him to lunge at me so I can slide under his arm getting behind him.

I stick my knife into his shoulder blade making the punk yell, I pull it out and ram it back in repeatedly. Two pairs of arms wrap around my arms and torso, yanking me off him throwing me to the ground. I hit the stone ground, all air getting knocked out of my lungs. I gasp for air, holding my ribs tightly using my feet to push me across the ground in front of the boy.

"Awe look men at the happy couple." The bully patronizes, I keep a tight hold on my only defense.

"Leave now." I choke out, my lungs burning for more oxygen.

"You are tough as hell! You impress the hell out of me! I might have to recruit you for my gang of misfits if you survive this." The big man whistles to his men, soon they rush between me and the boy who just now snapped out of his shock.