Keith's Apartment

You, Scott and Dirk make your way off campus and down the street to the set of duplex houses the Keith lived in. Your lucky you've had to bring Melody to his place several times ro you wouldn't have known where he lived. You walk up to door number 42 and start to pound on it angrily. There is no reponse at first, then finally...

"Okay, okay! Hold on a fuckin' minute!" You hear Keith's deep voice from inside the house. A few moments later the door opens and Keith is standing there in jeans and, ironically, a wifebeater. You can see behind him on a couch is a thin girl with platinum blonde hair in a slinky white nightgown. You feel you ire rise even further.

Keith gives the three of you an odd look, as if you were the last person he would have expected. "What the hell are you fag-" He cuts himself off and looks back at the girl. "Just a moment, babe." He says and steps outside, closing the door behind him. He immediatly turns angry again. "What the hell are you faggots doing here?"

"Scott, Dirk, the sidewalk curb and I are holding a meeting on why you shouldn't hit our female friend and we were just hoping you could attend." You pound a fist into an open palm menacingly. It must not have had the intended effect, because Keith burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! What, really? Two stoner-fucks and a boy scout?" He guffawed loudly. "You three couldn't fight a paraplegic retard!"

"I'm not joking, asshole." You growl. "You hurt Melody both emotionally and physically. And we're not about to let you get away with it."

"Listen up losers, she deserved it." He said. You can feel your face go red and anger starts taking over your mind completely. "She earned every bruise I gave her. It's not my fault she makes me hit her. Maybe if she learned how to properly suck a dick, I wouldn't have had to-" He doesn't get to finish his sentence as you sock him across the chin as hard as you can. It doesn't knock him over, but it sends him stumbling backwards. Your hand throbs painfully, but you can hardly feel it.

"YEAH!" Scott shouts and runs up next to Keith, arms flailing. Keith growls and pushes Scott to the ground roughly. Dirk come up next to him quickly and jabs him in the chest with his elbow. Air rushes from Keith's lungs and you take advantage of the situation and punch him in the throat. The bigger man gags and falls backwards to the ground. Scott gets back up and kicks him hard in the ribs. "This is for Melody, shithead!" You and Dirk join in, kicking Keith over and over until he cries out for you to stop.

"Okay, hold off." You say, keeping Dirk and Scott back. You squat down next to Keith's face. He looks at you weakly, blood oozing down from his nose. "Now YOU listen up, asshole. You are to never go near Melody again. If you lay a finger on her again, we won't stop next time, got it?" Keith glares at you angrily, but nods. "Good." You nod and stand up.

"Let's blow this joint, Jack-man." Scott said.