Donor

Jimmy was still in front of Bruno.  As he stood there, he notices that Bruno's neck was huge, his chest was three times wider than his.  Then he looked down at his feet, he foot was a size fourteen or large.  Jimmy swallow dip. "Has Nathing taken a good look at his kid.  Eighteen-year-old teenage should look like this. As Nathing notice that the kid is sitting down, and there are looking eye to eye.  The fucker is as tall as we are sitting down.  This doesn't look good." he thought as he hearting continue to beat out of control.

 "So you telling me your not cop, but yet you have a gun to my back. Why?" said Bruno while staring into Jimmy's eyes with a very frightening stare.   Jimmy kept blinking, acting like some was in his eyes.  Breaking the stare as he looks away.  

Nathing still standing with control and the gun close to the teens' back, "We need your eyes.  You have two choices, one sell us your eyes, donate them to a blind girl that needs them more than you." explained Nathing  "And what's the second choice?" asked the young man.

"We'll kill you and since you're on the organ donor list,  your blood is rare, just like her's." explained Jimmy  "So, this girl must be more important than I, are you stupid or what?  I choose you to try to kill me, cause it ain't going to happen.  What kind of shit is this?  Someone told me this would happen, I really thought it was bullshit." Bruno yelled as he suddenly stood up.  His body is so big, as he got up, his butt hit Nathing who was still holding the gun when the teen's big butt shoved him back gun and all, knocking him to the ground.

The gun dropped out of his hand a couple of feet away from him.  Before he could reach for it, Bruno turned facing Nathing,  "So, here I am, I guess ready to die?" he said as his laughter filled the air.   He walks towards Nathing who was still on the ground, crawling while backing away from the teenager.   Who suddenly grabbed one of his legs and began to swing around and around, then suddenly releasing his foot.   Nathing flew across the street landing back inside the playground.

Then he turned to Jimmy.  He grabbed him by the shirt lifting him about three feet off the ground.  "Now, how was it that you were going to get rid of me?' Bruno asked while looking straight into Jimmy's eyes.  "Well, oh,.." then suddenly he passed out cold and just hung by his shirt in the teen's hand.

"Really? Peace of shit!" said the teen as he tosses him to the side and goes towards, Nathing again, who by now was slowly getting off the ground while looking around for his gun.   He quickly tackled Nathing onto the ground. Bruno sat on his stomach and punches him in the face over and over.  Nathing plea for him to stop.  But the kid was upset and just wasn't listening.

Jimmy slowly woke up.  When he noticed this seven-foot teenager sitting on Nathing punching the living daylights out of him, he quickly ran to help.  He jumped on the giant teen's back and began punching him in the back of his neck while pulling his ears and hair.'  "Let him go!  You fucken beast!  You are killing him." yelled Jimmy as he continued punching Bruno while hanging on his back.    

Bruno reached over behind him, grabbing Jimmy's hair and pulling him over his head, then slamming him on top of his beat-up friend.  "Next time, let time take its course, and if you plan on killing anyone, hire someone." said the Teen as he gave them a smirk and went on his way.

Jimmy right wrist was hurting and his lip was bleeding, not a lot but enough.  Nathing was bleeding on his head, arm, leg, and ear.  One of his legs was broken at the ankle.  Jimmy was a bit in a daze, but after a couple of minutes, he began to see clearly.  "What happened?' he muttered as he looked around, then when he looked down, he saw Nathing unconscious laying on the ground next to him.