You don't have time to think, so you just let your limbs do the work. You run towards the edge of the building, jumping and grabbing the emergency stairs on the wall of the opposite building, swinging yourself back and hitting the man in the head with your boots. He yells out in pain and surprise, and you barely fall onto the ground before you're getting up.

"Br- Run!" You yell to Brittany, almost letting her name scape through your lips. You're too engrossed in watching her confused expression, too nervous and anxious, that it doesn't even cross your mind that the man may be already up. Brittany looks at you with a desperate expression and he's grabbing your neck and pushing your against a wall. You can feel the cold bricks hit your back and you grunt. You've always been good and handling pain, but it still hurts like a bitch.

"You sho-shouldn't have touched her" You spit, having difficulty in speaking with his huge hands wrapped around your neck, suffocating you. When you're about to kick him with your knee, you see hands holding something over his head, and in a second he's fallen to the floor.

"Alright" You mumble, slightly out of breath "Could've handled him" You tell her. You throat feels raspy from forcing your voice to sound different for so long, but you can't risk it.

"I… I k-know" She informs you.

"Next time" You say, getting just inches away from her face. You'd probably kiss her if it wasn't for the balaclava covering the lower half of your face. Her lips are extremely kissable, you muse "Run when I tell you to, Blondie".

"Yes ma'am" She says, looking quite shaken up with it all. It does something to your insides.

"Are you alright?" You ask, cringing internally because you don't do this. You don't care for the people you save. You kick the bad guy's ass and leave. You never ask them if they're okay for a very simple reason: Of course they're not.

"I will be" She murmurs, nodding her head slightly.

"Off you go, then" You tell her. You start to walk towards the emergency stairs, meaning to go to the top of the buildings again, when she holds your wrist. The part of it that's not covered in the black, leather gloves goes all tingly.

"Thank you" She lets out.

You wait for her to let go of your arm before you climb up. You watch her for the rest of the way, just to make sure she's okay. She's keeps looking around, hugging herself, and you feel your chest tighten at the sight.

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It's been two weeks since Brittany went over to your house and all that shit happened, and you've only shared glances and little waves in the hallways. You always curse yourself for not saying hi properly but it's kinda intimidating, which is ironic because for some reason people think of you as a badass.

You're leaving school when you spot Brittany heading to the parking lot. You watch her leave, silently wishing you'd have the guts to ask her to come over or something. You also want to know if she's okay, but you can't. You spot a guy walking over to her, and once you see it's Noah Puckerman, your muscles go rigid. He's known to be the biggest asshole in school. He seems to be asking her something, and she looks annoyed and slightly frightened. You start to walk over, having a feeling that something's going on.

"Stop being so stupid, Pierce. Just come already" He's saying, getting a little violent, his grip on her arms tightening.

"Oi, Noah. Let her go" You tell him. Both of them look around, spotting you. You just stand there. He doesn't make any other move. You walk towards him, trying to look nonchalant.

"I told you to let her go, didn't I?" You ask, raising your eyebrows.

"I'm okay, San" Brittany tries to reason, but you are not letting this asshole ruin her day.

"Just fuck off Puckerman, and I won't have to beat you up". You tell him, gritting your teeth, and pushing him a bit.

"Don't touch me!" He exclaims, and you see he lets go of Brittany. You should just walk away, but you really hate the boy. He's a huge bully, so you push him again, more forcefully.

He kinda reminds you of a bull with the face he makes, and you let a chuckle scape. He doesn't seem to take that nicely. You totally see it coming, and even start to block it, but you decide against it. The punch goes right against your nose, and it hurts more than you expect it.

"Son of a bitch, that hurt!" You exclaim, bending over yourself and covering your nose. You can feel blood trickling down your face.

You sense him walking over, so you surprise him by suddenly throing your head up and kneeling him in the stomach, which makes him bend over in pain. You see people forming a circle around you three, Brittany looking distressed. You decide you shouldn't hurt him too bad, so you just grab him by his collar and throw him to the floor, kneeling down with each leg by his sides and pull him up.

"If I see you being a dick to one more person, whoever it is, it's gonna be much worse" You mumble just so he's the only one who can hear "I wouldn't tell the principal who's done this, either". You affirm, getting up and walking away, grabbing Brittany's hand and pulling her with you, out of the circle of people who are still surrounding Puck.

When you get to the sidewalk, she turns to look at you.

"Why did you do that?" She exclaims, exhasperated.

"He was being a dick!" You try to protect yourself.

"Well, let him! Violence doesn't solve anything!" She yells at you.

"Well, he seemed pretty reluctant on fucking people up again…" You start, half ironic.

"Well, you were just as bad as him to me!" She yells even louder. Her words make you cringe.

You just stand there as she walks away, a part of you wanting to run after her, another wanting to punch yourself and the last just doesn't want to move ever again.