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.

Allison, eyes raking over her.

out a disgusting laugh, and the rest joined in, their laughter

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

the tattooed guy a withering look. "You wish. You look like a

you say to me, bitch?" He spat at her

Lose a bet and had to

"You wanna play

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

you

for this."

like she was a joke. "Big mouth for such a

could feel the tension in the

Guy waved his arm and yelled, "Boys, get 'em!

blink. She tossed Brooklyn a look. "Don't hold

ever.

bag, grinning like idiots, thinking this would be

a beer bottle straight