Unforunatly, no.

"Stop that little prick!" You hear from the ground behind you. You make one last bold dash to the doorway and you are immediatly grabbed by two large men, each one taking an arm. Melody is shaken off your grip and she loses equilibrium, falling to the floor on her ass.

"Hey! What the-!" You shout, but your words are cut off as the man on the right draws his fist back and belts you in the stomach. You double over in pain, wheezing as the air leaves your lungs. You only have a second repreive as the other man joins in and hits you in the stomach again. His fists are a little larger and bonier and you end up coughing up some blood.

"Jack!" Melody shrieks from the floor. "Oh, God no! Shtop, pleeze!"

"Nope!" The first man yells and hits you again. Your vision starts to blur and you see colored spots dance in front of your eyes. You are vaguely aware that Melody is crying and yelling your name.

"Now, now boys." You hear Keith's voice get closer and, straining to look, you see him walking up to you. "You should really stop beating on poor Jack, here." You open your mouth to say something. but you are shut up immediatly by Keith landing a right hook on your jaw. Blood and spit shoots out of your mouth from the hit. "I don't want you to have all the fun." He says. He grabs your hair and pulls your head up. "You think it was funny sucker-punching me, you little fuck?" He hisses. "Well, guess what. Now you're the one who's fucked."

"No!" Melody screams.

"Stop this or I'm calling the cops!" Shamus yells over the commotion.

"Shut up, old man! My dad OWNS this block. You can't touch me or I'll shut down your bar." He sneers and turns back to you. "Now where were we? Ah, yes..." He draws his fist back when Melody was suddenly on her feet. She hurries over and clutches Keith's arm.

"Shtop it, Keith! Shtop it, fer God's sake!" She wails.

"Why should I?" Keith snarls, the his mood lightens up. "What will you do for me if I do?" Your eyes widen. No fucking way...that sleezeball!

"Anythin' ya want!" Melody cries out. "I'll do anythin'..."

"Yeah? You'll be my little sex **** again?" He asks.

"Whatevah, jes pleeze dunna hit him anymore..." She cries.

"Now, that's more like it." He smiles. "I knew I was going to get that threesome I wanted tonight. And I have some other fun toys to try as well. Clamps, wax, the whole nine yards."

Your face flushes angrily. You can't let Melody do this. You can't let Keith do this to her! You suddenly notice the trail of blood trickling down the corner of your mouth. But if she doesn't, you're going to become pounded veal. What are you going to do?