AUSTIN'S POV
'WHAT THE-'
The pain came in first and I didn't have the will power to dodge or react on time. I collapsed on my knees, my stomach throbbing from the punch that had smashed into it. Before I could get up and throw my own punch, hands grabbed me from behind, locking me. I struggled to fight back but the pain still weakened.
Restrained and vulnerable, I asked; 'What is your deal? I'm not paying you this week!'
'You don't have to pay us this week,' Bulky snickered. I knew it would be bad news if he landed me a punch. 'We already got paid.'
My eyes widened at the news. 'From who?'
'Oh, just a friend who hates your guts.'
Another punch landed and I grunted in pain. They were always catching me off guard and I felt myself closer to a brink of unconsciousness. My teeth gnashed
