(Y/N) means your name
You were nearly done with your shift at the local bar and grill when you heard a commotion near the bar counter. You looked in the direction the noise was coming from and saw that a man, who looked pretty drunk, was harassing your friend.
"Hey pretty girl, wanna come home and have a good time with me?" He slurred.
Your friend glanced up at you as your blood boiled. You finished taking your customer's order and walked to the counter, trying your hardest to keep your cool. Once you reached your friend, you turned to address the man.
""Excuse me sir, but you may not speak to the employees like that. If it continues, I will have to ask you to leave." You said through slightly gritted teeth.
"Nothing's wrong. Go back to work." He said rudely as he turned back to the bar counter.
You looked at your friend, who nodded, and went back up to the front to seat new customers. It wasn't long before you heard the man pestering another waitress. You walked over once again, not quite so collected this time, and told the waitress to go to the back.
"Sir, I told you already that this must stop and you didn't listen to me. I'm going to have to ask you to lease leave. This is unacceptable." You said, motioning to the door.
"Bull shit. I can talk to whoever I want. You can't make me leave." He slurred, not paying much attention to you.
"Sir, if you don't leave now, I'm going to have to call the cops." You said, more sternly this time.
At this point, several tables were watching, including a group of five men, all wearing black, whose table was right next to the counter. The man was quiet for a minute and then spoke again.
"Yeah. Yeah. I'm not gonna leave. I can stay..." He muttered, barely audible.
"Sir - "
You were cut off by a sharp pain on the side of your head and realized the man had back-handed you. You felt your legs give out and you collapsed on the floor as your vision blurred. Around you, you heard several chairs scoot and footsteps, accompanied by the man's yelling. Through your blurry vision, you could see two pairs of black boots escorting the drunk out the doors of the restaurant. Two pairs of arms pulled you up and helped you to the back of the restaurant to the locker room and sat you down. You felt dizzy and could feel blood running down your face. An employee came in with a first aid kit and began cleaning the cut on your forehead. A few minutes later, you heard your boss talking.
"You should go home early, (Y/N). And take tomorrow off too." He said and walked out.
Just then, your friend who was working the tables nearby came in, holding something in her hand. She handed the piece of paper to you and you read it with difficulty as your vision was still slightly blurred.
'You did the right thing. Thank you for it. We hope you're ok, but here's a tip.'
On the bottom of the note were five names, Andy, Ashley, Jake, Jinxx, and CC. A ten dollar bill was folded in the paper. You pocketed the money and note and grabbed your things to head home. You only lived two blocks away so you didn't ever take your car. As you walked down the street, you heard a whistle from an alley nearby.
"I'm gonna have to ask you to leave our street." A man said as three figures emerged from the shadows.
"Leave me alone!" You yelled as you frantically looked for a way out or someone, anyone, to call to.
The three figures began walking closer to you and you tried to turn and run, only to be met with another person behind you, this one carrying a bat.
"What do you want!?" You yelled at them.
"You." The one in the middle said.
You tried to make a run for it, but the man on the right caught you in his arms and threw you to the ground. Another kicked you in the stomach and the third kicked you in the head, nearly knocking you out. They began laughing as the man with the bat dragged the object along your side. You were panting now, out of pain, exhaustion, and fear, only trying to stay awake. You felt another kick to the head and heard a loud yell as you began to lose consciousness. The men ran away as their feet were replaced by five pairs. Then, everything went black.
"What are we going to do?" A voice asked.
"Guys, she's waking up." Another said.
You slowly opened your eyes and were met with the five men at the bar, all with concerned looks on their faces.
"Hi." The tallest one said.
You jumped up, realizing it was stupid as all the blood rushed to your head and your vision went fuzzy. You had no idea where you were and had no idea who these men are. You felt a hand on your shoulder.
"Calm down. Take it easy. We're not gonna hurt ya." One said.
Once your vision was back to normal, you looked at all of them. They didn't look mean or bad, but kind and caring.
"Where am I? What happened? Who are you?" You asked frantically.
"You are on our bus after getting beaten up by four goons last night. We weren't going to just leave you on the street. I'm Andy. This is Jake, Jinxx, Ashley, and Cc." Andy said, motioning to each man.
You nodded and tried to stand up.
"Woah, wait a minute." Jake said.
You ignored him and stood anyway, nearly collapsing due to pain. Ashley caught you and held you up.
"You can't just run outta here. You're hurt." Ashley said.
Someone knocked on the door to the bus and Jinxx answered it, coming back and telling the guys they had to go.
"We have to do a show. Please stay here until we get back. You can watch TV or take a shower or just sleep, but please stay here. You're hurt and we want to help you." Andy said as Ashley sat me back down on the couch.
"Hey what's your name?" Cc asked as he walked to the door.
"(Y/N)" You said.
"Pretty." Ashley winked at you as he left the bus.
