In front of me were a lot of men.
I mean a lot.
And as soon as they saw me they pulled out their guns and aimed at me.
Are you serious?
Making a move to go to the living room, a man with a built chest and tattoos, blocks my way.
"Get out of my way" I grit.
He shakes his head and points his gun at me.
This guy is pissing me off...All of them are.
He moves his hand to grab my stomach but I smack it away.
He smirks and looks at me up and down.
Grimacing, I roll my eyes
"You are disgusting, you fucking pervert" I tell him
That seems to hit a nerve and he makes a move to hit me but I kneel down and dodge it.
"Ok, this is how it's going to be" he says and puts himself in a fighting stance.
Rolling my eyes, I do the same.
I have my cup of experience in fights, but not against a guy.
Screw it.
He goes for my stomach and I kneel down with my leg sticking out so he can fall.
When my leg slides under his, he loses his balance and falls on his ass.
Nice one Juliet.
" you fucking whore" he calls me.
"What did you just say?" I ask getting angry.
Because no one, and I mean no one calls me a whore.
"I fucking called you a whore, because that is what you are" he says getting up
Feeling my blood boil, I jump on him and tackle him down again.
I straddle him and start punching him in the face.
I was blinded by rage that I didn't feel the pain of my punches or the eyes on me.
He put his hands up for protectiom, so I punched the side of his head.
He punched me in my face, and let me tell you it hurt like a bitch.
That made his hands move from the protecting stance and that gave me a good target . His nose.
Punching him on his nose, I hear a satisfactory crack and I smile.
Getting off of him, I pick up my leg and step on his nuts and he shouts in pain.
Twisting my foot on his nuts and kicking them one more time, I clean my hands.
He groans in pain and I go to his face.
"Don't EVER! CALL ME A WHORE" I scream at his face and he covers his face with his hands.
Walking away, I finally see all of the eyes on me, and I glare at them.
"Anyone else!"
They shake their heads and I feel calm.
"And you guys, don't ever point your guns at me EVER!"
"Do you guys understand?, because I am going to be living here from now on ...DO YOU UNDERSTAND!?" I ask shout at them
They all quickly nod and leave the room and go in different directions.
I don't mean to be a bitch, but it was fun seeing their reactions..
Big buff men, scared of a little shit like me.
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