part eighteen.

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All my friends are turning green

With fear anger and hatred, hell I have the same expression. Right now I'm glaring daggers at the guy that's crouching down terrorizing her, the poor girls face is green. She looks like she wants to throw up and run away from the man.
Before he could go any further I brake the silence.

"What the hell do you want,"

My tone is rough and angry. It comes out more of a demand then a question. My hands grip my head harder from punching him as he crouches in front of me.

His dark eyes move up and down my body making my spine shiver with disgust, I don't show it though, instead I just keep my narrow eyes on him.
Not braking eye contact, likes he's daring me and I'm not gonna lose if he thinks that.

"Now what's your name, dear?"

His alcohol breath is noticeable and his hand brushes against my cheek, causing me to immediately jerk it away like he burned me. His smile falls once I jerk away and he now has an angry expression.

"Don't turn away from me, dear,"

He growls then strikes me. I gasp as his hand comes In contact with my cheek, he hits so hard I fall back.
 
"Shes technically a human, not a dear,"

Ryan for ones seems to snarl out but he ignores his comment.

"Hey you asshole, don't touch her,”

Marcus shouts as he basically tries to tackle the man. one of his guys immediately jumps in hitting the butt of the gun to his head. He hisses and falls back to his spot.

"Anybody dose that again I'll kill ya!”

He says it loud enough for us all to hear. Marcus glares at him but gives me a concerned look before watching him again.

"Now, now, my bad, my names john Jones, I'm Kimberly's stepdad."

He starts laughing as he scans the group. I sit up straighter to show him he didn't hurt me.
He stops laughing and looks at us up and down which makes me shudder under his gaze.

"Take their weapons,"

He growls as the men listens. One of them slowly crouches down to me with an sinister smile.

I growled as he slowly takes my katana. His hands go to my hips a little to longer and takes my hand guns and knife. I hold in my snicker as he doesn't notice the extra knife in my boot.

His hand goes to my cheek and runs his thump down my onto my collarbone. Marcus looks like he can’t wait to kill all of them, his disgusting hand finally leaves once it goes down near my chest and he finally stands up.

"Ay boss," he points his indexed finger my way as John looks at him, "Can I have this one?"

I look towards Marcus as his glare is on the guys who just touched me, before giving me a look.

"Yeah, just afterwards give her to me."

John gives me a wink as he says that which I return with a glare. The guy stands in front of me with the a big smile as he keeps looking me up and down, finally my anger won. I right foot comes up to my chest and before he could do anything my foot comes in contact where the sun doesn't shine.

He hunches over in pain grabbing his dick, my katana hangs on his forearm and I take the chance. I jump up grab my sword swing around in a circle cutting his head off. John's men finally looks at me with shock as I take my sword like a spear and throw it to one that is about to shoot me the blade goes through his heart making him fly back a little ways.

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