"Going somewhere, p***y cat?" Ben slurred as he got out of the jeep, followed by his four ass-lickers.
"Oh, wow. Would you just look at the time to mind your own damn business?" She glared sarcastically, speaking over the rain. She couldn't take five, beefed up, two hundred pound, jocks. She took cautious steps back, whilst removing her phone from her back pocket. She knew she had him on speed dial.
She backed up to the wall, until she had no more place to go.
"Oh, p***y cat. It is my business. Again." He chuckled bitterly. "I told you, I will not spare you."
The others cracked their knuckles and slurped from their bottles.
Ben slugged from his whisky bottle. "It's revenge time, baby."
"Not if I beat your ass first." Alisha threatened as hid the phone behind her back. She just hoped
