The Outlaw Jessie James (The Greek #3)

What a Good Lad

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“You can do it. Trust me, it will be over all too quick!” one girl laughed.

“I ain’t no whore…”

“Don’t be an awful puss. You have no money and you are a hurtin’, aye?”

Jessie watched the girl nod solemnly, her eyes downcast.

The third girl rubbed the sad girl’s arm. “It’s gonna be alright. Yer man is comin’ here soon.”

“I—I don’t…”

“Allanah! We talked about this...”

Jessie heard sobbing and rolled her window down further.

“Leave Allanah be. She done here, right?” The third girl began to hug Allanah when the first girl pushed her away.

“I made the fuckin’ call and they will be here soon. I need my fix, too!”

Jessie watched as the first girl shook Allanah hard to get her attention. “You do this like we talked about!”

With reservation, Allanah nodded through her sobs.

Jessie saw a group of young men in her rearview mirror pause at the corner of the street. She rolled the opposite window down and listened.

“Look now, Laddies, I get to go first.”

“Sure… I bet she’s got a face like a bulldog chewing a wasp!” a young man’s voice called out.

Jessie heard laughing.

“Maybe at least she got a body off Baywatch…”

“And a face from Crimewatch!” interrupted another voice, followed by laughter.

“You got the pills?”

“Save that bag just in case we needin’ to be hiding her face!”

More laughter.

“Aye, Lads. Let’s go fuck some slice!”

Jessie watched the group of rough-looking young men walk up the lane like they owned the place, ignoring her and the car.

The group of five men soon surrounded the three girls.

The first girl pointed to Allanah, and the young man with the drugs dangled the bag of pills in front of Allanah while he laughed.

The first girl tried to grab them, and one young man grabbed her in return.

“You be wantin’ these now, aye? You be doing all of us lads good now, so we be happy or you get nothing.”

Jessie watched the man holding the drugs hand shot out and grabbed Allanah’s breast and squeezed hard. She let out a little scream and pulled away, then three of the men grabbed her.

Jessie started her car, put it in gear, and began rolling slowly toward the group.

The young men were so preoccupied with manhandling Allanah that Jessie was almost on them when their attention finally turned to her.

She flipped on her bright lights, illuminating the surprise on their collective faces.

Getting out of the car, she was nearly invisible due to the glare from the car’s headlights.

“Hey, who the fuck you think you are?” the man with the drugs yelled nervously at Jessie.

Jessie slipped her gun behind her waistband, took off her coat, and threw it in the car. “Who the fuck are you?” Jessie laughed.

“Fuckin’ American!” The group laughed. Then she stepped into the light, and they all went silent for a moment.

“That’s one fine slice!” the man with the pills said as his gaze settled on the crotch of Jessie’s pants. “How about you come on and give me clean on!”

“Does that mean a good time?” Jessie chuckled ominously.

“Lads, what a ride she is!” one of the men called out and got a chorus of ‘yeahs’ followed by hoots and hollers.

“How about you let Allanah leave…”

“You wantin’ to take her place now?” Pill man laughed.

“Sure, I’ll show you all the time of your fucking lives.” Jessie smiled.

“Go, you caked whore!” Pill man laughed at Allanah.

“What about our… Oxy?” the first girl demanded.

“Fuck your pills.” The group of men laughed.

“Let them go…”

“Or what?” Pill man shot back.

“No fun for you…” Jessie smiled sweetly.

“Nah, I think we are all gonna fuck you… right, lads?”

A chorus of shouts went up, and knives appeared in most of the young men’s hands. The three girls screamed and bunched together while Jessie began laughing.

“What? You think it’s funny?”

“I do. I bet those little knives are bigger than all your dicks combined.” Jessie laughed heartily.

“Get her, lads!” Pill man yelled.

As the men began to move, Jessie shot into action.

In her hand appeared a wicked-looking retractable police baton, aptly nicknamed an ‘Asp’.

The first man to reach her had his wrist broken by a spinning strike from Jessie’s Asp.

She spun around him, kicked the back of the now-screaming man’s knee, dropping him down.

Spinning her Asp back, she contacted the back of his head, hard, knocking him unconscious.

The next two attackers were beat senseless by the time they knew what happened.

The fourth young man, who was weaponless, took off running as Pill man screamed obscenities at him.

Watching Jessie, he dropped into a crouch as if he were ready to lunge at her.

Jessie chuckled and dropped the Asp to the ground with a clatter. “Come on, Seamus, let’s see what you got!” Jessie goaded.

“How the fuck you know my name?” Seamus asked, beginning to back up.

“I’m here for you, you little twat,” Jessie snickered. “Thinking of running, little man? I suggest you don’t…”

As Seamus the pill man continued to turn and run, Jessie smiled, her handgun out in an instant. The three girls, who were tightly embracing each other in fear, screamed once more.

“I said STOP, Seamus, or I promise it’s going to hurt!” Jessie laughed.

Seamus paid no heed and, in his desperation, continued his escape.

“Have it your way!” Jessie fired one quiet shot, striking Seamus in the calf and sending him skidding face-first on the dirty, litter-covered asphalt. He began screaming while holding his leg.

“You fucking whore! You shot me!”

Jessie picked up the bag of pills and stood over Seamus.

“Do you think it wise to call a woman a whore who just shot you and is desperately wanting to do it again?” Jessie taunted the downed man.

“What a pussy, it’s just a flesh wound,” she laughed.

“Now toss your little knife or catch another round.”

Seamus tossed his knife as ordered and looked up in fear at Jessie’s gun, pointed at his face. “H—how do you know my name?”

“Well, you are going to find out all too soon. Stay put and shut up.” Jessie stepped away from Seamus, who began to cower as he held his leg. “Stop it already. I’m not going to kill you… unless you piss me off.”

Jessie turned to Allanah and pointed at her. “You, come here.”

Allanah very cautiously extricated herself from the embrace of her friends and slowly approached Jessie. “Y—yes, ma’am?”

“Who is the big-mouthed one who tried to pimp you out?”

Allanah turned to her friends. “That’s Fiona…”

Jessie pointed her gun toward Fiona and the other girl. “You, yes you, the nicer one. Let go of Fiona and come stand by Allanah.” The girl looked at Fiona as if she suddenly had some communicable disease and rushed over close to Allanah, relief written all over her.

Jessie’s face turned angry as she stared at Fiona. “If I ever hear of you speaking to Allanah, ever again, I will put a bullet in your brain. Do you understand me?”

Fiona’s dark eyes widened in fear, and all she could do was nod rapidly.

“You are a disgrace to all women. Now RUN!”

For a split moment, Fiona eyed the bag of pills in Jessie’s hand, then decided better and took off at a run down the street.

“Allanah. You and your friend help this piece of shit up and take him to the back of my car.”

Seamus cursed in pain as the two girls got him to his feet. Jessie opened the trunk and gestured Allanah over. “Seamus, stand there and don’t move.”

Then Jessie began whispering into Allanah’s ear. Allanah’s face lit up in surprise, and she slowly nodded as Jessie finished.

“Allanah is going to help you into the trunk now.” Jessie smiled.

“What the fucking hell…” Seamus began. Before he got out another word, Allanah kneed Seamus in the balls, doubling him over in wracking pain, and quickly backed away.

Wordlessly, Jessie uppercut Seamus in the face, causing him to straighten up.

Jessie launched a spinning roundhouse, kicked Seamus in the chest, launching him into the waiting trunk.

With a hard smile, Jessie slammed the trunk closed on Seamus, turned, and glared at the two girls.

She pointed at Allanah. “You were willing to sell yourself for these?”

Silently, Allanah nodded in disgrace.

“If I hadn’t shown up, you would have been the whore you claimed you weren’t. And everyone you know would have known it.

EVERYONE.

Is your self-respect worth these fucking things?” Jessie held up the bag of pills and shook them. “If you really are a whore, then come take them and be gone.”

Allanah stared hard at the pills and looked to her friend, who spoke up. “The Miss has a point, Allanah.”

With a heavy sob, Allanah shook her head. “I don’t know what to do, Ma’am…”

Jessie dropped the bag and stomped hard on the pills, crushing them to dust. “Go to the hospital and get help. Do it now. Not tomorrow. Now.” Jessie eyed Allanah’s friend. “Name?”

“Me? Oh, it’s Sarah.”

“You both get help. Deal?”

Both girls nodded.

“Say it!” Jessie demanded.

“Deal,” they said in unison.

“Good. If I hear either one of you are back on drugs, I will beat you both to an inch of your lives. You are both in this together. Understood? Good. Now, here is my card. Leave me a message every day for the next two weeks on how you both are doing.”

The girls each took Jessie’s proffered business card and, thanking her, left in a hurry.

Jessie watched the girls until they were gone, then discreetly pointed her gun at the trunk and opened it. Seamus was holding his crotch in one hand and his leg in the other.

“You make any noises, and I promise it will hurt even more.” With that said, she slammed the trunk, got into her car, and drove off.