Author POVJust as he was walking out of the store having checked out, he bumped into a man. They turned to look at each other. Larry was fully prepared to apologize for the mistake until he saw who it was. The man seemed to recognize him too and stopped dead in his tracks. After a moment of staring, Larry spoke, his tone cold as ice.
L- Jordan...
Larry POV
Ugh! This piece of shit! I walked away after that. I knew if I spoke to him any more I would drop these snacks and kick his ass for hurting my baby. I was almost to the car when I realized he was following behind me. Great! What does this asshole want? I find my skin heating up preparing for conflict. I reach my car already having popped the trunk to put the bags in my car. I quickly shut the top and turned around ready for whatever. He stopped a few feet away before speaking.
Jordan- Hey. I know we don't really know each other but a while ago I saw you at La Trattoria with a lady. I know her. I just-- How is she?
L- *laughs angrily* See, that's where you're wrong. I know all about you Jordan and Kina is no business of yours anymore.
J- She told you about me?
L- Don't flatter yourself. None of it was good. SOOOOO if you don't mind I have to get back to my girl.
I turned to move towards my car door when he spoke again. I could hear that he had moved closer causing me to have to turn to him again like she used to.
J- Your girl huh? You mean Kina I assume?
L- Yeah what's it to you?
J- I'm just surprised that she moved on. The last time I saw her I was sure she would come crawling back my way sooner or later.
I saw red. I closed the distance between us in one step and punched him dead in his mouth with all my strength. He fell back a few steps before trying to stand up. Too bad I was on his ass, he tried to fight back. Swinging at me and missing while most of my swings connected to some part of his face. I would've dropped him but a car honked behind me tearing me out of the moment. I turned to make sure I wasn't about to be hit. I guess I looked a second too long because that gave his lame ass enough time to sneak a punch in to my nose. Honestly can't say I felt it with how mad I was. I did however notice that my nose dripped blood on my white shirt causing my anger to flare up passed pissed. I reached out through his swinging arms and grabbed him by his shirt with one hand bringing him straight to the fist that I was swinging toward his jaw. I definitely felt it when it connected. My hand hurt like hell afterwards but I didn't care. That last punch put this asshole to sleep. I dropped him on the ground just in time for store security to walk up. Just great! He walks over to the piece of shit laying on the ground first. This probably doesn't look too good .His face is kind of fucked up. Meanwhile all I have is a busted nose.
Security Officer- Sir, can you explain to me how you know this man?
L- He's my girlfriend's ex. We bumped into each other at the door and he followed me to my car starting shit.
He turned to Jordan and started to softly shake him awake. I assumed it was implied that I'd have to stay until they got to the bottom of this. Finally after a minute, this punk woke up.
SO- Hello sir. Are you okay?
J- I'm fine.
SO- Can you explain to me what just transpired between you and this gentleman?
He looked up at me from the ground with a glare that told me he was about to snitch but to my surprise...
J- Just a simple dispute amongst men. It's over now.
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