Chapter 40

What Choice Does she make ?

Defend herself

'Screw it,' Laurel thought. With a deep breath and clenching her teeth, she suddenly shut the hood with a 'slam' and whipped her head, feeling the back of her head impact with the man's face with a bone-cracking noise as he stumbled back as she realized she had just broken his nose.

The man wiped the blood from his face before he glared. "You cu—"

Laurel grabbed the man by his shoulders and kneed him in the crotch as he doubled over. She knew she had to end it quickly, so she slammed his face against the hood of the car, dazing him, with blood stain appearing on the paint job. Not taking any chances, she smashed his face again. "You! Son! Of! A! Bitch!" Each word was punctuated with slamming his face against the car before she let go as he slumped down on the road.

Laurel breathed heavily as she heard her heart race and sweat all over her skin, making her shiver from the cold. As the adrenaline began to leave her body and she was happy to escape the attempted ****, Laurel realized that the commotion was going to attract nearby attention and as much as Laurel didn't want to streak through the streets again, the car wasn't doing her much good anymore and she didn't want to risk more people seeing her naked again, so she chose to leave the car behind.