Transformers ( Bayverse ) - I Bleed Into Darkness

32 - Unexpected Aid

        “Well, hello, Sexy,” a young man’s voice called slyly as he moved towards Fay inside the gym. “How about you spend some time with me tonight and get sweaty in a different way? Hm?”

        Striking the punching bag, which had been successfully reattached since her last excursion, Fay turned to face him, crossing her arms. It was the same young man who’d catcalled her the other day. The mere sight of him made her scowl. “I think you need to get the hell out of here before you put your physical health in danger, Sweetheart. I’m not going to be very safe for you to be around.”

        “Oh, I think it’s less safe for you to be around me,” he told her, his low voice nearly a purr as he pulled her close, his arms around her waist, hands resting over her ass.

        “Excuse me!” Fay called out loudly, her scowl deepening as she pushed away from him, forcing him to release his hold as she planted her hands on her hips -- a show of confidence and dominance to the arrogant boy. “Now you listen up, Buster, I am not some toy for you to play with. I am not some slut who’s going to walk around fucking every guy who makes a move. I am here to get better, and I’m going to kick some ass in the meantime if you don’t back the hell up. I am not afraid to get a little physical and leave your body in such a broken heap that you need a normal hospital to get yourself fixed up. Do you understand me? Because I can beat that lesson into you if it still isn’t clicking.”

        The young man just smiled at her, looking quite confident in himself despite her threats. “Oh, I think I’ve got it,” he told her smoothly. “I just thought that since you’d gotten involved with the nurse, you know, that Malakai fellow, that you weren’t too strict on who you wanted to hook up with. I mean, I thought you liked that sort of thrill. Does your boyfriend know about it?”

        “I don’t have a boyfriend,” she shot back firmly, glaring at him.

        “Oh?” He asked, his eyes roving over her form, prompting Fay to cross her arms again. “So who’s that dark-haired fellow who comes to visit you so often?”

        “He’s just a friend. Nothing more,” Fay lied, not wanting to explain to this ridiculous ‘man’ what her romantic life was. He certainly couldn’t understand anything that was happening between her and Optimus, or her and Malakai. His puny brain was incapable of even processing the facts surrounding it. More so, he was a shallow, conceited pig who was only looking to have a bit of entertainment at Fay’s expense, and she wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.

        “Try telling that to him,” he muttered with a smirk. “Wonder what he’d say to you and Malakai getting nasty when he’s not around.”

        “You’re just asking to get your ass handed to you, you know that?” Fay asked, her head tilting a bit to the side. “I’m happy to set you straight if you need it that bad.”

        He only laughed. “Oh, you can set me straight, Fay! Just promise you’ll do it in bed,” he finished, winking at her.

        Fay snapped a bit on the inside. She sent her fist flying for his face, but she’d made the mistake of using her submissive hand, rather than her dominant. The young man caught her strike, holding her wrist in his hand easily. “Oh now, really? That’s no way to behave, Farrah. You really should be more ladylike, shouldn’t you?”

        A growl rose in Fay’s throat as she attempted a second blow, her left hand still in his grip as her right moved in. It hit true to home, striking the man’s cheekbone. He went down. Hard. Fay had the misfortune of being pulled down with him, as he still held a death grip on her left wrist. She landed atop him, scowling as she looked at his hideously handsome face. “Stupid boy,” she muttered, prying her wrist from his grip, the movement taking more effort than it should have. “Hope you rot in pit, you piece of slag.”