Jake tried his best

Ethan was hard as a rock, and practically brimming with glee. Tonight was supposed to be a boring evening spent throwing rocks at beer bottles with his lamest buddy Jake. Even in his wildest dreams did he not imagine what was happening right now: he had stumbled upon a mysterious, naked hottie in the park, and he had tamed her. He devoured the sight of her body as she writhed helplessly on the ground, ass raised high in the air, practically begging him to fuck her. He dropped his pants and knelt behind the whimpering girl, ready to fuck her until she would beg him to stop.

A loud voice interrupted him. "Stop!"

He was in an almost primal state, and he turned sharply towards the source of that noise. "Huh?" was all he could say.

It was Jake, clutching his stomach with one hand. He was wincing in pain, barely standing on his feet. "I said stop, Ethan. What the fuck are you doing?"

"Are you dumb? I'm fucking her, you moron. Get the fuck out of my sight, or I'm gonna punch you again."

He could see a look of fear pass over Jake's face. He couldn't believe how much of a pushover this guy was.

After a second, however, Jake composed himself. A look of determination appeared on his face. "No, you're going to leave her alone."

Ethan was angry now. He stood up and took a step towards Jake, causing the smaller guy to flinch and step back by instinct. "Is that so? Are you gonna make me?"

Jake gulped, but he didn't back down. "No, but maybe Sam will."

Rage appeared on Ethan's face as he realized what was happening. Jake had his phone in his other hand, and he had called his girlfriend, Samantha. Suddenly, the phone's speaker erupted with the sound of a girl crying. "Ethan, that is you, isn't it? You fucking jerk. I knew I shouldn't have trusted you. We're done, you prick!"

The phone cut off, and an eerie silence followed for the next few moments.

"You're dead. Just you fucking wait." Ethan menacingly growled, before putting on his pants and running away. He had to get to Sam's apartment before she threw out all his things. His **** on Jake would have to wait. He was going to kill that bastard.

During all this time, Valerie had slumped to the ground and was lying on her stomach. Jake, surprised at being unharmed, rushed to where she was. "Um, are you okay?" he asked, while trying his best to avoid staring at her body.

Valerie groaned. "I-I'm fine." she winced. Jake offered her his shoulder and she used it to stand up gingerly. "I just need to make a-" Her sentence was suddenly interrupted by the sound of two men talking.

"Did you hear that? There's someone there!"