Dan's point of view
It is just another slow day at the bar. I sip at my ice cold beer. A couple of guys playing pool. Girls sipping at margaritas. I finish my beer and hand Jack a five dollar bill.
I am about to leave when a girl screams. I turn, trying to see what happened. A girl is pressed against the wall by some dick.
"Let me go!" she shrieks. His hand grips her thigh.
"Now, why would I do that, baby?" He slurs. She pushes against his chest. He laughs and licks her ear lobe.
"Hey, let her go!" I yell. He turns, and glares at me. The girl takes advantage of this. She slips out of his grip and runs to stand behind me.
"You want a fight?" the man slurs.
"It wouldn't be a fight," I say. The girl behind me lets out a low whimper.
I know I can't let her get pushed back up against the wall. I walk up to the drunk man.
"If you ever touch her again, it will be the last thing you ever do," I say. Then I walk out of the bar. I hear the door open and footsteps come up behind me.
"Thank you." It's the girl from the bar. I keep walking. "I'm Lila."
"Don't care," I murmur. She frowns.
"What's your name?" she asks.
I sigh. "If I tell you, will you leave me alone?" I ask.
"Jeez, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed," Lila says.
"My name's Dan. Now leave me the hell alone," I say, a little too forceful.
She smiles. "I'm glad that I met you Dan."