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“Come here,” a gruff male voice shouts while making a grab for me. The adrenaline surge that courses through my veins sends a power kick straight to this motherfucker’s face. I scramble up to my feet while he falls two steps back, grabbing his bloody nose. I hope I fucking broke it.
“You’re gonna pay for that, you bitch!” he shouts, and I instinctively grab the handle of my blade and swing forward as he lunges toward me. I slice through the air as he pulls back just in time.
“FUCKING CUNT,” he yells as I lean as far back as I can on top of the pallets, holding my knife out in front of me as pure fucking panic sets in.
I’m up against a cement wall with no way out.
I eye my bag on the ground, and I already know that there’s no fucking way that I’ll be able to grab it and run.
But I can’t leave it either. It’s everything I have to my name.
"GET AWAY FROM ME! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!
” I scream, and this asshole laughs, his fallen flashlight illuminating his disgusting face as he smiles at me like some sort of crazy fucking clown.
He’s big and wide, smells worse than the fucking dumpster we’re next to, and looks like he’s coked up with bloodshot, blown pupils.
I know cocaine eyes when I see them, even in the fucking dark.
I should kill him just for funsies . I doubt anyone would miss this motherfucker.
“I love it when they try to fight back, I’m gonna break you in half and then pound my dick into every hole you have,” he laughs out as if raping me is some sort of sick joke.
The high-pitched sound of his cackling voice cracks like a lightning bolt inside of me. I can feel it ignite an uncontrollable wildfire inside of my soul as it electrocutes any fear that I had out of my system. In its place, a blazing raw energy takes over.
He charges forward again, and I raise my blade above my head with both hands before cutting down into the space between us.
A fucking loud and thunderous noise roars outta me, drowning out his pathetic pussy-ass screams when I feel the tip of my blade pierce through skin.
I give it everything I’ve fucking got and push down into the flesh between his neck and shoulder. I twist and dig, holding on for dear fucking life as he squirms to save his.
This motherfucker reaches for my ankles and pulls me onto the concrete ground. This asshole.
My girl is sticking outta his neck, and blood is seeping down his skin. Die, you ugly-ass motherfucker. FUCKING DIE.
He thrusts forward, and I roll away before he hits the pavement, lodging my blade deeper into his body. I don’t waste a fucking second before I grab my bag and hoist it on my back. Then I stand on his, and jump as hard as I can without falling over.
“YOU BITCH! YOU FUCKING BITCH! I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU! YOU’RE DEAD, YOU’RE SO FUCKING DEAD!” he bellows while I pull my knife out and stab his ass right in the back. Over and over and over again.
And when he goes completely still, I run as fast as I can to save my own life. Especially when I hear more voices in the alleyway.