Speak up.

"Fuck off, Keith!" You shout at him. You turn to Melody. "Don't do this. You can't let him take advantage of you like this."

"Why you..." Keith snarls, but manages to keep his composure.

"I dunna wanna see ya hurt..." Melody sniffs, her eyes wet.

"You gotta stick up for yourself!" You tell her. "Don't let that bastard push you around! Even if I am the bargining chip!"

"Babe, don't listen to him. If you don't go through with your promise, I'm just going to have to hit him some more. You don't want that do you?" He gives her his trademark grin. Suddenly, Melody's face darkens. She draws her foot back and immediatly kicks him as hard as she could between the legs. And Melody used to play soccer in high school.

Keith's eyes water and he immediatly falls to the ground, clutching his balls in pain. "Ya cannat use me, Keith!" She slurs angrily, staring down at him. "Ya desherve that, ya shunofabitch!" She rounds on the other two men. "Ya wanna mess wit me?" She snarls. The two men look at each other. They're not sure they could beat up a girl and watching Keith go down made their testicles cringe in fear.

"No..." The second man said.

"Then let him go!" She commands. The two men let go of your arms and you find yourself slumping to the floor, unable to stand up by yourself. Melody immediatly kneels down beside you. "Oh God, Jack..." She says softly, biting her lower lip. "Look wut they did ta ya." She starts to cry again. "I am so sorry..."