Juliet "Jack" Williamson was irked; the only reason she was in this situation was because some stupid fucker had to go take a piss and just happened to see the end of her ponytail.
She had been doing shit like this for years and she gets caught because of something as stupid as her hair? Jesus fuckin' Christ.
I need to hack this shit off when I get home. And start using the stupid ass vents when making a getaway in broad daylight.
She rolled her eyes, for fuck's sake, being reduced to using the vents in broad daylight? Shit…
Two big-ass dudes opened her cell door and yanked her to her feet.
"Come on," one of the guys growled.
They began to walk her out, but she jerked her arms out of their grip.
"I can walk, thank you," she snarled, glaring at the two.
They glared right back, but didn't attempt to lead her again.
As they walked, the one on her right kept moving closer. And closer. Until-
"Keep your hands to yourself," she said pleasantly, but the threat underneath was all too clear.
"And I should listen to you why girlie? You're handcuffed and in my custody," he said, the arrogant smirk on his face made her want to rip his throat out with her bare hands.
"Doesn't mean you can put your hands on my-"
"Is there a problem here?" someone asked, she and the two guards turned towards them.
It was a man, with a half- grown beard. There were three other men behind him, but she wasn't too concerned with them at the moment.
"No," the guard with the wandering hands answered.
"We were just taking this thief to the-"
"Thief?" the man asked, an eyebrow rose unbelievably high as he gave her a once over, but not in the perverted way, in the analyzing-is-this-guy-telling-the-truth way.
She had to admit that she didn't look like a thief at first, but under a more scrutinizing eye, it was all too clear. She was slim, but not anorexically so; her long hair-need to cut this shit off- and her apparel also adding to his incredulity. While she knew that it was hard to believe she was a thief, and technically she was, but also technically she wasn't, she felt the need to defend herself in the oddest way possible. By obviously saying that she was in fact a thief without saying it outright.
"I am not a thief! I am a Corporal who got so F-ing bored, decided to break into the "top-secret" parts of the Pentagon and would have gotten away with had this fat ass not needed to go take a fucking piss! I am also the Corporal who is about to kick this guard's ass for not keeping his hands to himself!"
"You couldn't if you tried," he smirked.
His answer was a kick to the balls and a bloody nose.
The other guard tried to grab her, but she had bolted, the four guys just watched as she ran like a bat out of hell.
They watched as she outran the second guard by a long shot and somehow slipped her way out of the cuffs on her.
Needless to say, Colonel Clay wanted that girl on The Losers.
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So… yeah. Do you all understand the rating now? Tons of F-bombs and such… haven't dropped the B-bomb for some reason… well it's my goal in this story to use the most common curse words at least… 20 times each. xD
Well… not entirely sure where this profane story is going, but I like this girl! She can seriously kick some fuckin' ass!
Dear Lord, my mom would skin me alive if she saw all the profanities in this story. X.x