Quote of the Week: You do you and I'll do me and we're not gonna do each other.

Story- Part 7

Rhoda's scream brought Marisa back to the present. Looking up she saw the man standing over Rhoda as she lay injured in the floor. She was angry at herself. Here Rhoda was fighting with everything she had while Marisa stood there, stuck in her past. Who was really the strong one here, she wondered. She looked at the necklace laying at her feet and defiantly picked it up.
"Hey, you idiot over there," Marisa said to the man who had hurt Rhoda. He glanced at her angrily. "Think you're so tough just because you managed to beat up a girl half your age?"
"What did you say?" He was now focused on her. He started to step closer. Marisa took a deep breath. She thought about what Rhoda had said earlier about making it past the little things, as she hooked the necklace around her neck.
The man was closer now and suddenly swung his knife at her. In no more than five seconds, she knocked his hand away, kicked his feet out from under him, and stood above him with her foot hanging threateningly over his head. The man lay in shocked silence as the people standing against the wall let out exclamations of surprise. She put her foot nearer to his head as they started to creep closer. "Take one more step," she threatened, "and I'll kick this guy right in his head."
They all pounced on her at once.

To Be Continued...

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