I continued down the street, my fists clenched in my pockets. That idiot that had been with Kyo had really made me mad. I wish I had had more courage to fight back. It was so weird, usually I did. I wonder what had stopped me. There was just... something about him that mesmerized me. Maybe it was his eyes... his strength... his demeanor... I don't know. Something about him made me afraid. Like I couldn't fight back.
I kept pushing it to the back of my mind. I held my stomach as it growled. Ugh, I'm hungry...
I looked around and saw a man in his 40's walking towards me. I pulled my hands out of my pockets and when we passed him, I pulled him into the alley. I shoved him against the wall and held him by his throat, looking up at him.
"Give me your money. All of it. NOW."
He shook his head, trying to get away but I just held him tighter. "Give it all to me now!"
He shook and reached into his pocket pulling out his wallet. Before he could even open it, I had snatched it out of his hand and threw him to the ground. "Thank you for you kind patronage to the charity of me and my empty stomach." I kicked him once and headed out.
It wasn't odd. It wasn't weird. What I had just done was completely normal. You had to be able to protect yourself down here. If you couldn't, sucked to be you.
I headed to the little store on the corner and got a snack and some pop. I was feeling generous, so I actually paid for my stuff today,
I headed out and saw the sun setting. Shit...
Everyone 20 and under had to be indoors before the sun set, or we would be in trouble. Nighttime was the worst time to be out. All the biggest felons were out at night, rampaging and causing chaos.
I headed back to my apartment, heading up the stairs, having totally forgot about my brother and his friend.
I walked up the stairs and stopped at my door, getting out my key. I hated this shitty apartment. The floor boards were coming up, the ceilings and walls were peeling, the hallways and rooms were bathed over in a sickly yellow color and all the windows were half boarded up.
I unlocked my door just as someone pressed themselves against my backside. They quickly wrapped their arm around my waist and one around my torso. I groaned, trying to pull away, but they only tightened their grip.
I breathed in, smelling alcohol. Fuck... this was Kyo's friend.
I turned around and leaned against the wall, looking up at him. He had a devious smile on his face that was too sadistic for words. I shoved his arms away and pushed him back.
I was not going to let him win this time.
"Get the fuck out of here before I kick your ass..."
He only looked at me and spoke gently. "I only wanted to apologize for before... It was wrong the way I acted..." There was something about him, something about his smile or his eyes... I didn''t believe him.
"Yeah... sure whatever..." I turned to go into my apartment but he grabbed me and hugged me close. He pulled my chest against his and pressed himself against me. He leaned my head on his shoulder and breathed out gently. "Oh, baby..." I felt him move against me, feeling my chest as his groin rubbed against mine.
Then I knew what he was doing.
"You drunk son of a bitch!" I shoved him off and glared at him. "You are disgusting!"
He only smiled that evil smile again. "Come on baby, it's the Demon World... what were you expecting? The fucking Utopia above us?" I heard him laugh softly but darkly. "I don't think so..."
He stepped towards me, reaching for me again. I fell back into the door as it swung open. I stumbled into my room and regained my ground.
This time... he was not going to win.
He approached me again, only to have me punch him right in the jaw. I heard him groan and cracked my knuckles as my adrenaline sped up.
"Come on bitch! Bring it!" I growled as I glared at him.
He turned away to leave only to come back with a punch right to my left cheek. I stumbled back but regained myself and grabbed his shoulders. I shoved him against the wall and punched him multiple times. I heard him groan and watched him bleed. I loved the sight of blood. Especially his.
I continues throwing my punches until he shoved me off. I fell back onto my bed, only to have him stand over me. He spit some of his blood at me and smiled again. "Perfect."
My eyes widened as I tried to get up, only to have him hold me down to the bed. He knelt over me and held my shoulders down. He leaned close to my face and kissed me roughly. I felt him try to slip his tongue in my mouth as he gently rubbed himself against me. I was disgusted.
I groaned and gathered all the strength I could, bringing my feet up under me and pressing them to his stomach. I pushed up as hard as I could. He hit the ceiling and fell to the floor. I jumped up and grabbed his shirt collar, spitting as I pulled him to the door.
I left him in the hallway, kicking him once and slamming my door shut, being sure to lock it.
I groaned and fell onto my bed, all the pain from the little fight setting in. I tossed and turned, loving that I just beat the hell out of someone. I sighed, closing my eyes and listening to all the explosions, screaming and gunfire in the distance.
Damn, I loved my life.