new story, im not quite sure of the name, but tell me wut you think anyways.
Casey ducked a punch and blocked the next two. This thug was getting tired. She leapt in the air and delivered a roundhouse kick to her assailant’s head, which resulted in a satisfying crack. She landed and bent down to check the pulse on his body that was now slumped in a heap on the pavement. He was fine, just knocked out for a while. Casey scooped up her backpack and continued out of the alley. She looked back at the body to make sure there was no blood and ran straight into someone, causing her to drop her bag.
“Excuse me!” she apologized, and bent down to pick up her bag, not seeing who it was she bumped into. “I wasn’t really pay-” Casey stopped short and her heart started running a triathlon in her chest.
A young man in a letterman jacket and baggy jeans stood in front of her. His hands were in his pockets and a smug look was spread all over his face. “Good evening Casey. Make anyone cry today?” His voice made Casey want to hurl and she wanted to get out of this alley fast.
“Unfortunately no,” she answered quaintly. She took a step forward and looked up at his face smiling. Then she quickly grabbed his crotch with a firm grip. The smug look was immediately gone and she continued, “But I always have been a firm believer in procrastination.” A small whimper escaped from his lips, and she squeezed harder. “Aww, what’s the matter?” she asked with a childlike tone. “Can’t the big tough football player handle a little girl?” He winced again and his eyes were beginning to fill. “Had enough?” she asked. He nodded quickly and Casey let go. “And I thought guys liked it when you touched them. Guess it shows how wrong I was.”
“You crazy bitch!” he shrieked, his voice higher than it had been moments ago.
“Careful Scott, or I might suddenly remember that your groin hasn’t been properly introduced to my knee.”
He took a step backward, but the smug look returned. “I would be the one who was careful Casey.” He pulled some papers from his back pocket and then continued. “I know what you are, and wouldn’t it be a shame if these records accidentally found their way to the newspaper company?”
“You wouldn’t! No one would believe you!” Casey’s blood pressure began to rise and her heart thumped out a nervous tune in her chest.
“Face it Casey, with these papers, I own you. I can tell the whole entire would that you’re a-”
Casey sat straight up in bed, her heart hammering against her ribcage and her face moistened with sweat.
and thats all for now folks, updates will be happening soon!
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