Rebecca June (GxG)

Chapter 11

We were approaching the old park when I looked over to my dad.

"What's the plan?"

"Let me do the talking, you be my backup if he tries to run."

I nodded and pulled into the parking section of the old park.

We got out of the car and made our way to where Steve and two friends sat on a bench, passing a joint around.

My dad walked right up to them and I trailed behind, covering the exit.

"You Steve?"

"Who's asking?"

"Your worst nightmare."

I could hear the kids laughing before Steve responded.

"Get out of here, old man, before we make you."

This time I heard my dads chuckle as he moved in closer. The kids stood from the bench and surrounded him.

I started slowly making my way over as the first kid threw a punch, my dad grabbed his arm and threw a punch of his own, dropping the kid on his ass.

The kid laid on the ground, blood flowing form his nose. The other kid kicked my dad in the back of the leg, dropping him to his knees. Steve and the remaining kid moved in on him quickly.

I sprinted up and tackled Steve to the ground, causing a distraction, which gave my dad enough time to recover and start working on the other kid.

"Skylar? What the hell are you doing?"

"Giving you a taste of your own medicine." I said, getting into a fighting stance.

"This is gonna be easy." He said, mimicking my stance.

I haven't been in a fight in years, but it's kinda like riding a bike, you never really forget how to do it.

Steve threw a punch for my face, but I dodged just in time, returning with a punch of my own to his ribs.

He stumbled back and grimaced. The look of pain quickly turned to a look of anger as he stalked over and threw a fake out punch for my gut, which I tried to block, but caught his right hook to my temple, causing me to stumble back and lose my balance. I landed hard on the ground.

He stood over me and grabbed the collar of my jacket, lifting me enough to plant another quick jab to my nose, which was now definitely broken.

He dropped me before going over to help his friends, which were now overtaking my dad.

I slowly made my way back to my feet and looked around for something to even the odds.

There were a few metal pipes on the ground next to the bench. I made my way over as quickly as I could, grabbing a pipe and stalking towards the three kids, who were now throwing more punches than my dad could dodge.

I picked my first target, which was the kid with the bloody nose, whose back was turned to me.

I wound up and smacked him in the back of the head with the pipe, sending him crashing the the concrete, totally unconscious.

The second kid made his way over to me, while Steve continued to kick my dad on the ground. While the kid was winding up his punch I kicked him in the groin, sending him to his knees. I hit him over the head with the pipe, knocking him out as well.

Steve realized the current situation and turned to make his escape, but my dad grabbed one of his feet, causing him to trip and fall to the ground.

I was on top of him before he had a chance to get up.