"Try it again and the next place you are going to stay is prison!" I repeated her words sarcastically. God, she was so . . . childish and posessive. She thinks she's hot shit. I rolled my eyes and started to restack the piles in front of me.
Not even an hour later, the door opens. I look up, expecting to see the 'She-wolf' carrying a bag of groceries, but, unfortunatly for me, I don't. Instead, I see the guy I smacked with the frying pan and a few others like him. Total, there were four, big, greasy looking guys standing in front of me.
I stood slowly and they turned their attention to me, then to Frying-pan Guy. Frying-pan Guy and I looked at each other for a short moment before I jumped onto the couch and landed behind it. At the same time, Frying-pan Guy juumped at me, and opne of his lackeys rounded the couch, knives drawn.
"Aw, come on you guys!" I called. I hoped I sounded steadier than I felt. "I don't even have a weapon!"
Frying-pan guy laughed crudely and went back to the kitchen. He returned a second later holding the frying pan. How ironic. He tossed it to me without a sound.
"Kay," I said uncertainly. "Let's go."
I held my frying pan aloft, waiting for one to strike, but they all stared either at me of Frying-pan Guy. So I sighed, stretched my arms and jumped to the right. One of the lackeys took my fake and jumped forward as I jumped back. He landed on the floor in front of me and I whacked him hard across the side of the head. He lolled forward and fell onto his stomach.
"Next!" I called as I ran around the couch and swung my frying pan at another lackey. He ducked and came back up with his knife drawn. I stared at it, waiting for him to swing, and he did. Just before the blade caught my ear I brought the pan up again and heard the blade break on the iron. The sound practically shattered my ear drum. I brought the pan down on the top of his head and he too, fell on his face.
Now there was only one lackey and the originial Frying-pan Guy. They stood side by side. I considered my options, then quickly decided to go for the Frying-pan Guy. I thrust the pan at his hip and he brought his blade down on my wrist. I felt it cut through my shirt and into my skin.I gasped in pain and icked him in the side of the knee. As he fell, I smacked the lackey in the shoulder with the flat side of the pan. He jumped back after the first blow and I took the opportunity to grab Fying-pan Guy off the floor.
I readched for his hair, but my finger raked his bald scalp, so I settled for the collar of his shirt. I dropped the pan and twisted his arm until he dropped the kknife, which I snatched off the floor and held to his throat. T remaining lackey stood steady with a level stare.
"Start takling," I demanded. "What the hell do you want?!"
Just as I thought I was going to get an answer, the door opened once more and in walked the She-wolf herself.
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Wow, took me for EVER to get this in, my bad. Hope this was as good to read as it was to write. ^^
Elizabeth
