Hola! This fic was inspired by the song 'The Little Girl' by John Michael Montgomery. It's a Baby JohnXOC fic.

Azu's POV

I ran through the streets blindly, trying to outrun the men after me. There's only one thing men would chase a woman through Manhattan at night for: her virtue. I ran and ran, but I could still hear their voices. I tripped on a loose stone and went sprawling. I winced at the new scrapes on my arms and legs. They caught up with me. I was doomed. Originally, I thought they were drunk. But their eyes were clear and their movements normal.

"Don't run away, little girl," one of them sneered. "We don't want trouble, just some fun."

There was no way I could get away. One of them grabbed me and pulled me off the ground. They shoved me around and tore at my dress. I screamed at them and tried to get help, but it was no use. Finally they threw me on the ground. I'm done for, I think.

But I am saved by the appearance of two more people. "What do you think you're doing?" one of them shouts furiously. They retreat and I get up unsteadily. I stare at them, memorizing their faces. I turn to look at my saviors: the one who spoke was tall, dirty blonde, with pale eyes and a rugged face. The other one I couldn't determine the gender. He/she was short, with short red hair and brown eyes. I realized they were still there and I ran away as fast as I could.

Ice's POV

Anybodys and I stood and glared at the gang. "What were you doing?" I demanded after the girl had run away.

"We were just looking for some action, Ice." A-Rab replied.

"Do you remember what happened the last time you did that to someone?" I went on. "Tony got shot, that's what!"

They grumbled a lot and then Action muttered: "Man, she was damn pretty." He looked at Anybodys. "Hotter than your sister,"

Anybodys lunged at him and I let her throw a few good punches before prying her off of him. "Don't you say anything about my sister!" Anybodys snarled. Anybodys' sister was a hooker and usually was out of her house.

"If you need action take it out on your girls, not people you meet on the streets!" I snapped.

"We can't take it out on your girl," Action sneered. Anybodys lunged at him again. I caught her around the waist. She struggled against me (what else is new?) but eventually she gave up.

"She's too ugly anyway," A-Rab muttered.

"Hey!" I snapped. "Beat it, all of ya!" They went away grumbling except for Baby John. He was looking at his feet. "What, buddy boy?"

"I tried to get them to stop," he said softly. "They thought she was a PR and they had too much feelin' so they chased her."

"It's alright, Baby John, you tried. At least no one's life was hanging in the balance this time." I patted his shoulder and turned to leave with Anybodys.

"You need to crack their heads open sometimes," she said as we walked. "They're gonna succeed in raping one of those girls eventually."

"I know," I shoved my hands in my pockets. I don't think anyone could stop the Jets when they got pumped. I hoped that girl was okay.

Azu's POV

I got home without another incident. I went to my room and cried shamelessly. I hated this place! When I came to America from Italy I thought life would be better. Maybe Papa would stop drinking and hitting Mama. Maybe Mama would stop taking drugs. But no, it only got worse. I have to skip school when I so desperately need to learn to shield my parents from the outside. I want to go back to Italy, at least there I am not immigrant lice.

Viola! What do you think? I will be continuing this