Chapter 25 - Dinner Date Gone South!

Chapter - 25

Stuffing themselves first with a delicious meal and then with dessert, Alex and Susan walked out of the restaurant. Against his casual nature, Alex was much more formal, and like a gentleman, he opened the door for her on their way out.

Chatting with each other, forgetting about anyone else around them, they made their way towards Alex's bike. But while Susan was not paying attention, she bumped into someone.

"Oh, Fuck this shit," the man cried out. His gaudy looking suit was all wet, covered in beer which he had in his hand. The man was unnecessarily white, fat, but huge, had red hairs and a thick gold chain flaunting around his neck. And with the tattoo running from his cheek, to his neck and down to god knows where. Alex knew with a glance that the man was a thug, and they better not mess with him.

"I am so sorry," Susan apologised right away and reached to the man and started wiping his coat with her bare hands.

"Get your hands off of me, bitch" The man shoved her hands away, "Look at what have you done. Are you going to pay for this shit?" The man scolded Susan without even looking at her all this time.

"We are extremely sorry, sir," Alex intervened. He didn't like the way the man was talking to Susan, "If you allow us, we would gladly pay for the dry cleaning or better, we will get it done for you," Alex offered.

"Dry clean, motherfucker? Are you trying to run it, motherfucker? This shit is made from imported material I got from Italy, and then I had it custom tailored for me. Do you want to ruin it by dry cleaning, you motherfucker?" The man said, but those behind him look astonished by the revelation.

"Sir, can you stop with that M- word, please?" Alex asked.

"Motherfucker. I don't want to, motherfucker. What are you going to do about it, you motherfucker?" the man was not the one to back down.

"Alright, fine... fine. Just tell us what do you want us to do then?" Alex asked, not wanting to tangle with the rogue anymore.

"Pay me five thousand bucks, and you can go," the man said.

"Why don't you go rob a bank?" Alex blurted out. This was totally unreasonable to deal with.

"What did you say? Huh... smart ass? Now I want you to give me five grands, leave the girl behind and take a hike, punk." The man said. Earlier, due to his anger, he did not notice the girl. But now that he gave her a second look and examined her from top to the toe, she was indeed a jaw-dropper.

"Woa... Whoa... Whoa... calm down, big man. Now let's be civilised here. We can't come to an agreement if you are going to act reasonably. Let's talk it out like adults, peacefully," Alex pulled Susan behind himself, blocking her from the line of sight of the big man.

This small action of Alex made Susan feel happy and safe at the same time. She held on to his jacket tightly.

"Civilised? Reasonable? Now, where have I heard of these words before? Ummm..." The big man acted like he was trying to remember, "Nah... they don't ring a bell, pipsqueak. But you got one thing right. Let's deal with it like big boys," the man said and turned towards his minions, "I wanna hear a nice, bloody melody. Try to make it gruesome."

The minions came forward, and Alex pushed Susan so that before they could encircle him, she was out of harm's way.

"We can still talk it out... I don't want it to be bloody... You hear me?" Alex looked at the fat man and cried out as he backed away.

"No shit, motherfucker. Make it as bloody as you want," The fat man said, laughing and totally enjoying the scene in front of him.

"I am warning... ufff," Alex was in the middle of issuing another warning when one of the men threw a punch at him, which he dodged with ease.

"Hey, take it easy," Alex said to the man, only to receive a kick aimed at his torso by a baldy, which he blocked with his forearm.

"It hurts, you baldy,"

After that, Alex was bombarded with a lot of punches and kicks, which he dodged or blocked skillfully, without receiving any significant damage.

When the fat man saw his stooges making a mockery of themselves, his face turned purple with embarrassment, "What are you doing, imbeciles? Just gang up on him," the man said and threw the beer bottle he had in his hand towards his men. But lucky for him, missing his own men, the bottle smashed Alex right in his head.

"Fuck!" Alex cried out in pain.

"Aaahh," Scared Susan shrieked at the top of her voice.

"Woohoo... Bulls Eye! Take that bitch," the fat man celebrated with his arms in the air.

Blood began to seep out of his head and made her vision blurry. In no time taking advantage of the situation, the men began to beat Alex black and blue.

"Hey... stop it. That's enough," after five minutes of beating, the fat man stopped his minions.

All his lackeys stopped and stood on the sides. The man walked towards Alex and grabbed him by his hair, "Do you still want to play the hero saving the beauty?" and he slapped Alex, "This is for not knowing your place,"

He slapped him again, "This is for going against me motherfucker. No one has ever... ever, tried to reason with me," the man said.

He then slapped again, "This is because... because? I don't know, I just want to, what can you do? Hahaha..."

The man tried to slap him again, but this time Alex grabbed his hand. The man tried to free his hand, but Alex's grip began to tighten. Veins began to bulge out of the man's face, he tried everything to get his hand out of Alex's grip, but all his efforts were going down the drain. Soon the man could feel the rising pain in his arm. He tried to ignore it but to no avail. He looked towards Alex only to find the latter looking at him with his deadpan eyes.

This was the first time in all this while that he felt a sense of danger from this weak and helpless looking boy.

While the man was winching in pain, the sound of the siren filled the place. While no one was paying attention to her, Susan dialled the police helpline when she saw Alex taking all the beating.

The minions around the man panicked.

"Boss, leave him. The police is here".

"Boss! You just got released a month ago. If we get caught making a ruckus here, you will be sent back in."

The man, when heard his lackeys babbling, cursed them in his heart. 'Of course, I don't wanna go back, but I am not the one not holding him, this bitch is holding me.'

The fatty looked around to find something he could use to knock Alex down and found a brick on the sides. He stretched his legs and dragged the brick towards him before grabbing it with his other hand and tried to smash it on Alex's head.

Alex released the man and dodged the incoming assault. He hurriedly stood up, and before the fatty could straighten himself, Alex kicked him right below his jaw.

Losing his balance, the fatty laid flat on the ground, and Alex, without wasting a moment, mounted on him and began punching his face left and right. The minions of the fatty instead of saving him, scattered, running away from the police.

The policemen came running and held on to Alex, who was still going on punching the unconscious fatty with his weak hands. Just as they separated Alex from the fatty, he collapsed on the ground unconscious.

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