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Fuck. It was a stupid toy gun and I had gotten pissed over nothing.

“What the fuck, bitch?” The bald man held up the crumpled gun. It had looked so real. “That was my father’s gun, and his father’s before him, and his father’s before him. You is gonna pay for that.”

Of course, the goon didn’t have good grammar. Figured. He even talked like a gun-wielding gangster.

“Shut up,” I snapped at him, suddenly annoyed. “You didn’t have to threaten me with some child’s toy and scare me half to death for nothing. Get out of here before I call the police.”

His eyes darkened and he moved menacingly toward me, but he didn’t look half as threatening as he had before. He looked scared. “No, you’re going to get out of here. You freaky bitch! Leave.” He dismissed me.

“Come on.” Rolling my eyes at the goon, I motioned for the woman to follow me. “I’ll bring you somewhere safe.”

I had no idea where I would take her, but anywhere was better than Devil’s Park with this asshole.

The idea of me taking her anywhere seemed to enrage the goon. He moved faster than I thought he could, and grabbed me. He probably meant to knock me back in order to make off with the woman again, but his hand groped my right breast and, reacting on instinct, I kneed him in the balls so hard he dropped to his knees and vomited.

Angry goon slowly got back on his feet, seething, and took a swing at me. I ducked under his half-assed attempt, then grabbed him under each of his arms and chucked him with all of my strength. He flew through the air, crashing into a group of trash cans several houses up the street and on the other side of the road.

What the hell? I stretched my fingers out in front of me and stared at them, shocked.

What. The. Actual. Hell.

“Listen, freak,” the woman said, staring at me with a mixture of awe and disgust. “I don’t know what the hell just happened to you, but you just knocked out Antonio Morelli. He will remember this.” She let out a low whistle. “It ain’t safe around here, and it’s clearly not safe at my house, but you need some protection. When he wakes up? Phew. You’ll be at the top of his list.”

Antonio Morelli? The name meant nothing to me, but she spoke as if it should.

“I just didn’t want him to hurt you.” I stared down into my hands and then up again into her worried face.

“Just do yourself a favor and get out of here. Thanks for saving my life. Seriously. You did, but you also brought on some bad times for yourself.” Sheila hurried away in the opposite direction.

I sank down on the sidewalk. My whole body was trembling, and my vision blurred. What was wrong with me? What had just happened?

“Hey! You can’t stay here. It’s not safe. Especially not now.” A deep, gravelly voice reached my ears.

I pressed a hand to each of my temples. My head was pounding. “I-I need a moment.”

“It’s not safe,” the voice stated again, as if I didn’t already know that.

Tears poured down my cheeks from the sudden inexplicable pain pounding my nerves, and I brought my knees up to my chest. Something was wrong.

“You cannot stay here.” The voice was getting annoying.

“I just need a minute,” I insisted, laying down on the sidewalk in a semi-fetal position.

The voice was silent, but I heard movement on the walkway beside me and, suddenly, a face appeared in front of me, crouching down at eye-level. The face was unrecognizable, something covered the features. A mask?

No, my vision had worsened in the span of a few short minutes.

People didn’t go around wearing masks.

“Let me help you, okay?” The voice behind the mask had softened. If I could see his face, I knew I’d see compassion there.

“My-my car is parked at the top of the street. If I can just get back there, I’ll be fine.” I sniffled and tried to get to my feet, but my limbs felt like they each weighed a hundred tons.

“It’s okay, I’ve got you.” His arms gripped my waist as he tried to pull me up.

The world tilted even more. “I’m really strong,” I mumbled incoherently, and then the lights went out.

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