Option One

His arms were wide open. Big mistake, I thought. I charged right down the middle. If I was fast enough, I could get in and work his body before he got his guard up. I got there in time, landing a hard right straight to his gut. He bent forward and I know i heard a 'OOO!' come out of him. I kept nailing him in the stomach and under his ribs, keeping my chin down so he couldn't hit it or get his arms around my neck to **** me. Unfortunately, i also couldn't see what he was doing, and he hit me hard on the back with both fists. I took a knee, trying immediately to stand up again. His knee brought me up part way, but not in a way i wanted. I lost my balance and landed on my ass. I kept him from getting on top of me pretty well, but we were in a stalemate. I couldn't get up, he couldn't attack.

"Stop it!! We're leaving, alright!?" Shana tried to get him to leave me alone. I think a religious person would say 'bless her for that'. He turned to try to stare her down again. Bad move, cock sucker! I'd been down long enough to get a little stamina back, so I hopped up and as he turned back to me his ugly face met my fist coming in from the right at high speeds. I got him good; he turned about 90 degrees. Perfect! I side-stepped around behind him and wrapped my forearm around his throat. I felt him gasp. He knew he was done. I could almost swear i heard the guy from Mortal Kombat yell 'FINISH HIM!!' I pinched his neck with the inside of my elbow, grabbed that arm's wrist and used it to hold the **** where it belonged. He tried hard to shake me off, but I was a fuckin' pit bull in that moment. His thrashing slowed, then stopped. "this is for shovin' my girl," I hissed quietly into his ear. Even in the moment, I could tell I was high on adrenaline to have said that, but I didn't even kinda regret it. I held on for another second to make sure before dropping him. He didn't move. I checked for a pulse, out of ego more than anything. I found one. Lucky me. If someone had called the cops on me, I probably would've tried to fight them all. I helped Shana up, my rage diluting as she touched me. We left the bar together.

"Still want that ice cream?"

I looked back one last time. GodDAMN, I rock!