“How the hell did I get myself into this” is the thought that passes
through my head as I lean against the bar spitting blood onto the
floor.
I look around to see the blond starting to lift herself of the floor
agaim. “Just how much more punishment can this bitch take” I wonder as
I realize that if I don’t put her down for good soon I might be the
one not walking out of here on my own steam.
You probably wonder where the hell I am and what’s going on so let me
cut back a bit.
My names Chante, I’m your average looking 21 year old brunette girl next door.
My bf and myself decided to head out for a fun filled night of dancing
at the Scary Pony, our local night club.
We’ve only been there for about 5 minutes before I noticed this blond
bimbo checking out Dave. Now when I say bimbo I mean blond, about 1.7m
in height, probably weighing around 62 kg with most of the weight in
her boobs. She had on a pair of blue jeans that looked like they were
painted on and a cut-off T-shirt that left little of her breasts or
midriff to the imagination. All in all she looked like she walked out
of a teenage wet dream. The kind of girl who could have any man in the
room so ofcourse I got a little peeved that she was checking out my
man.
Fuck this bitch, I just decided to ignore her, not gonna let her spoil my night.
Dave got up and excused himself to go to the restroom so I decided to
head of to the bar and get us some drinks. Returning from the bar with
a bear in the one hand and a glass of Bicardi and coke in the other
what would I find but the bitch leaning on our table practically
shoving her tits in Dave’s face.
Right, blood pressure goes sky high as I step up to her and asks
politely for her to move out of the way so that I can get to my seat.
She turns around, looks at me and says “ Shove off I’m busy here”
Thought one going through is “Stay calm” Thought 2 is “Don’t throw my
drink in her face” Problem is that thought #2 only occurred a split
second after a double shot of Bicardi left my glass. The cold liquid
hitting her in the face fails to shock her, the bitch must be used to
it because instead of reeling back she moves forward and fires a right
fist that hits my left cheek and sends me staggering 2 steps back.
“Fuck the slut hits hard!!” “Fuck off before you get hurt” she shouts
at me. Now anyone that knows me will tell you that I have this bad
habit of not listening to good advice.
Instead I move forward and throw a wild left hook at her, my faint
works as she ducks the shot but fails to see the right knee I drive
into her side. She folds in pain and I make the mistake of sending
another knee in the same direction. It connects causing her to grunt
but she grabs my thigh before I can retract my knee. She has me off
balance and I grab her shoulders to remain standing. She sends a right
fist into my belly and my breath decides to leave my body, she sends
in another punch that feels like its trying to reach my backbone
through my belly button.
I manage to free my leg and push her backwards against a table, the
moment she connects with the table I push myself away from her to
create a bit of space between us. She moves forward towards me and I
let fly with a right hook that makes satisfying contact with her face.
Unfortunately the feeling is short lived as she immediately fires back
with a bone hard fist that hits my mouth like a sledge hammer,
splitting my lip and giving me the horrible taste of blood. Shaking
my head to clear the fog that appeared out I nowhere, I take a step
back and fire a high kick at her, hitting her on the jaw hard enough
to send her to the floor.
As she tries to rise I rush in and smash my knee into her head sending
her down again.
I take the chance to lean against the bar counter and catch my breath
which brings us to the thought at the start of this story.
She’s on her feet, grabs a tray of drinks from the table next to her
and throw it at me before I can react. As I try to duck the flying
glasses she rushes in, grabs me by the hair and slams my face down
onto the bar twice. Swing my elbow back wildly out of desperation and
manages to hit her on the breast hard enough for her to let go of my
hair. Swinging around I sock her on the nose, once, twice, on the 3rd
shot I can feel and hear her nose breaking.
Not willing to believe that this will be enough to stop her I ram my
knee into her ribs
Continually for what must have been about 15 seconds. This bitch is
tough, broken nose and cracked ribs not withstanding she starts
slamming fists into my belly and she still has enough power left to
make them hurt.
Getting desperate I grab her by the hair and pull her head down to
meet my knee. It takes 2 shots before I can feel her going limp.
Letting her go she falls to the floor and just lies there.
Taking a look at her I feel shocked as she looks like someone took a
baseball bat to her face.
Suddenly Dave is with me, pulling me towards the door. He shoves me
into the car and as we pull out of the lot we see a police van pull
in.
Looks like I ended it just in time.
