Hit him across the head again

You stand still, afraid, your heart racing. Your raise the trophy again and hit him in the face, striking downwards into his forehead. You step back. He falls down face first, with a crash knocking your vase off it's shelf. As you look down at his body you can't help but notice his firm ass in his tight jeans. As you look up his back across his dirty blonde mane you look at the gaping wound you have left in his head. You step back and drop your trophy. You run for your cellphone.