Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Brooklyn pulled into a spot and killed the engine.

Allison hung up with the cops, shoved her door open, and called over her shoulder, "Brooklyn, come on!"

Outside the bar, the night was thick and dark, neon lights flickering and casting weird shadows across the sidewalk.

Two guys were half-dragging a woman whose head lolled between them, her cheeks flushed, eyes glassy. Four more men followed close behind-six total, all of them looking her up and down with hungry, twisted grins. They looked like vultures circling a meal.

Allison didn't hesitate. She stormed over, her voice sharp and loud. "What are you doing? Let her go!"

The air reeked of spilled beer and cheap liquor.

Carolyn's face was red, sweat beading on her forehead. She barely managed to speak, her words slurred. "Hot... so hot... I don't feel good..."

Allison's eyes narrowed. Carolyn didn't just look drunk-she looked drugged.

"You gave her something, didn't you?" Allison demanded, her voice ice-cold, eyes blazing with fury.

In the glow of the neon, the men's faces looked even more twisted and cruel.

bulky guy with tattoos running up his arms. He grinned at Allison, eyes raking over her. "Well, well, another hottie. You wanna join

a disgusting laugh, and the rest joined in,

by on the sidewalk. Some glanced over, others hurried past, not wanting

"You wish. You look like a toad who thinks he's a

me, bitch?" He spat at her feet,

wrong? Lose a bet and had to

"You wanna

her eyes going cold. "Yeah? Let's play. Just remember, when you're

begging, you asked

for this."

joke.

the tension in

arm and yelled, "Boys, get

She tossed Brooklyn

nodded, cool as ever. "You

had it in the bag, grinning like idiots,

blond with a cocky smile-swung a beer bottle