Fuck no!

Despite her voluptuous figure, Val was a tomboy and having grown up with four brothers, she knew how to handle herself physically. She turned her forearm and flicked her wrist to get out of Trent's hold. Catching him by surprise, she pull him forward and flipped him over onto the ground with a thud. Before he could react, the buxom brunette pounced on him and hit him with a palm strike across the temple.

"What the fuck, dude!" Travis gasped at the sight of his buddy knocked out cold.

"Did you think I was easy?" Val spat at Trent before standing up to glare at Travis. "Run before I kick your ass too!"

He looked down at Trent and then at Val before spinning on his heels and dashed off.

"Hey, are you okay, Aubrey?" the brunette asked as she knelt down next to the blonde.

"Uh... yeah," Aubrey nodded. "Thanks..."

"I'm sorry I had to beat up your friend," Val apologized, glancing over at Trent.

"They weren't my friends," Aubrey replied. "I had just met them at the the Goathouse party..."

"Lemme guess, they gave you a lot to drink?"

The blonde nodded.

"Assholes..." the brunette muttered. "Can you walk?"

"I... think so?"

"Okay, I'm going to drive you home," Val said, helping Aubrey to her feet. "Do you think you're going to puke again?"

"I... don't think so?"

"You better not because it's not my car," Val warned as she wrapped one of Aubrey's arms around her neck and held her wrist while wrapping her own arm around the blonde's waist. The brunette was a bit disappointed that she missed out on the party and possibly getting laid with John but nonetheless she felt good that she helped a girl from being taken advantage of by two dude-bro jerks.

"Okay..." Aubrey nodded, leaning against Val for support.