by the waist as she walks past him, knocking the plate of fries out of her hands.
“Let go of me!” She gasps, stepping backwards into the middle of the floor, every single one of the few patrons turning their attention towards the commotion.
“Come on now, sweetheart…” He says, reaching out to her again. “Let me make you feel better…”
“Hey!” Alia hears from across the bar. “She said no, scumbag!”
She watches as Leon gets up from his seat before slowly walking over them.
“Me? Scumbag?” The bearded man asks, turning around to face Leon. “According to this young lady right here, you’re the scumbag, buddy.”
“You leave her the fuck alone.” Leon says, getting in the man’s face and pressing his finger against the guy’s forehead.
“She’s going to be screaming my name, pal, you just wait.” The bearded man says, hitting him against the chest with his palms as he pushes him away.
“Leon stop!” Alia yells, her voice cracking as she rushes behind the bar. “Please! I’m calling the cops! Just get out of here!”
Leon growls as he pushes the older man back before grabbing him by the shoulder of his jacket and pulling him back towards him.
“You stupid piece of shit…” Leon says, spitting in his face as he presses his nose against the man’s before pushing him to the ground.
He gets on top of him, straddling the man as he holds his neck down, his thumb on one side and his fingers on the other as he lifts his arm into the air, winding it up.
“Stop!” Alia screams, as she covers the receiver, stamping her foot on the ground as she wipes a tear off of her cheek.
She jumps, turning around and sobbing as she hears the loud crack of Leon’s fist against the man’s face as he hits it over and over again.
“Leon, get off!” One of his buddies grunts as they pull him off of the bearded man.
Leon pants, hitting his fist against the floor as he watches the man get up to his knees and squeeze his nose, trying to stop the bleeding from the damage Leon caused.
“It’s not worth it…” His friend says, turning his head as they watch the door open up, the sunlight backing the two officers as they walk into the bar.
Chapter 13
Alia walks away from the officers, wiping the drizzle off of her face as she makes her way over to the end of the sidewalk.
She sits beside Leon, his hair matted down from the rain, his shirt soaked and his hands cuffed behind his back as he hands his head down low between his knees.
“Hey.” She whispers, turning towards him as she brushes his hair out of his eyes.
He glances over to her, sighing softly as he lifts his head.
“So, he said he won’t press charges on you if I don’t press charges on him, so…” Alia starts, biting her bottom lip. “So, I guess that’s settled then.”
She shrugs her shoulders, looking up at the sky as it drizzles down on them, before turning as she hears a jingling behind her as an officer uncuffs his hands from behind his back.
“Free to go.” She hears the officer say as he walks away.
Alia watches as Leon rubs his wrists, before he wipes his face.
“Looks like it kind of hurts.” She says, grabbing his hand as she brushes her fingers over his wrist.
“It’s fine.” He says. “Not my first time in cuffs.”
“Didn’t think it was.” Alia snorts softly as she drags her thumb over the back of his hand before brushing over his sore, split and blood knuckles, making him wince. “This looks like it kind of hurts, too.”
“Not my first time for that, either.” He says, pulling away from her as he gets up from the edge of the sidewalk.
“Leon, stop!” She says, grabbing his leg as he tries to step away.
“Oh, now you wanna talk?” He asks, shaking his head. “Maybe I don’t wanna talk to you, ever think of that?”
He
“Let go of me!” She gasps, stepping backwards into the middle of the floor, every single one of the few patrons turning their attention towards the commotion.
“Come on now, sweetheart…” He says, reaching out to her again. “Let me make you feel better…”
“Hey!” Alia hears from across the bar. “She said no, scumbag!”
She watches as Leon gets up from his seat before slowly walking over them.
“Me? Scumbag?” The bearded man asks, turning around to face Leon. “According to this young lady right here, you’re the scumbag, buddy.”
“You leave her the fuck alone.” Leon says, getting in the man’s face and pressing his finger against the guy’s forehead.
“She’s going to be screaming my name, pal, you just wait.” The bearded man says, hitting him against the chest with his palms as he pushes him away.
“Leon stop!” Alia yells, her voice cracking as she rushes behind the bar. “Please! I’m calling the cops! Just get out of here!”
Leon growls as he pushes the older man back before grabbing him by the shoulder of his jacket and pulling him back towards him.
“You stupid piece of shit…” Leon says, spitting in his face as he presses his nose against the man’s before pushing him to the ground.
He gets on top of him, straddling the man as he holds his neck down, his thumb on one side and his fingers on the other as he lifts his arm into the air, winding it up.
“Stop!” Alia screams, as she covers the receiver, stamping her foot on the ground as she wipes a tear off of her cheek.
She jumps, turning around and sobbing as she hears the loud crack of Leon’s fist against the man’s face as he hits it over and over again.
“Leon, get off!” One of his buddies grunts as they pull him off of the bearded man.
Leon pants, hitting his fist against the floor as he watches the man get up to his knees and squeeze his nose, trying to stop the bleeding from the damage Leon caused.
“It’s not worth it…” His friend says, turning his head as they watch the door open up, the sunlight backing the two officers as they walk into the bar.
Chapter 13
Alia walks away from the officers, wiping the drizzle off of her face as she makes her way over to the end of the sidewalk.
She sits beside Leon, his hair matted down from the rain, his shirt soaked and his hands cuffed behind his back as he hands his head down low between his knees.
“Hey.” She whispers, turning towards him as she brushes his hair out of his eyes.
He glances over to her, sighing softly as he lifts his head.
“So, he said he won’t press charges on you if I don’t press charges on him, so…” Alia starts, biting her bottom lip. “So, I guess that’s settled then.”
She shrugs her shoulders, looking up at the sky as it drizzles down on them, before turning as she hears a jingling behind her as an officer uncuffs his hands from behind his back.
“Free to go.” She hears the officer say as he walks away.
Alia watches as Leon rubs his wrists, before he wipes his face.
“Looks like it kind of hurts.” She says, grabbing his hand as she brushes her fingers over his wrist.
“It’s fine.” He says. “Not my first time in cuffs.”
“Didn’t think it was.” Alia snorts softly as she drags her thumb over the back of his hand before brushing over his sore, split and blood knuckles, making him wince. “This looks like it kind of hurts, too.”
“Not my first time for that, either.” He says, pulling away from her as he gets up from the edge of the sidewalk.
“Leon, stop!” She says, grabbing his leg as he tries to step away.
“Oh, now you wanna talk?” He asks, shaking his head. “Maybe I don’t wanna talk to you, ever think of that?”
He
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