Scars (Vanoss crew)

Chapter 1

I sat in my usual booth in the back of the bar. I come here a lot, mainly because I love the atmosphere. I glanced around seeing quite a few new faces, but it was a Friday night.

"Want your usual, Sweetie?" A voice to my right said stirring me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, please." I said turning to smile at Jordan, the guy who always takes my order. He nodded and walked off. I glanced to the barista who smiled at me. I continued to people watch. Jordan came back with my drink and I sipped it slowly.

"Ohmygod, long time no see, Alexis." My good friend, Brooke, said sliding into the seat across from me.

"Hey!" I said with a big smile. Brooke worked here as well and we had grown close from my frequent visits. She opened her mouth to speak again but was cut off by a loud shout.

"Hey, I said get back here!" A masculine voice shouted. The girl he was referring to was small and looked quite hurt. She was crying and her makeup was running. She didn't reply to him and kept walking. They weren't too far away from where I was sitting.

"Alexis, don't. He's bigger than you." My friend mumbled a warning to me. I didn't even look at her. I hated abusive people and she knew that. He walked after the girl and grabbed her arm. He jerked her around to look at his face and she cowered away from him. I let out a small growl.

"Please, stop." She said with a cry. He threw her on the ground. He seemed ready to kick her full force now and I just couldn't take that.

"Hey, asshole!" I shouted at him. Making him stop what he was doing. He gave me a very hard look.

"She said, stop." I said anger lacing my voice. He stepped over the girl and began walking in my direction. I took the last sip of my drink.

"Brooke, why don't you go see if our new friend needs help?" I said to my friend. She jumped up but the guy stopped her.

"I don't think that's a good idea." He said to her. She smirked at him.

"Oh who's gonna stop her? You?" I said with a short laugh. The guy let my friend go and came closer to me. By now everyone in the bar was watching me. Most of them, however, knew I didn't need any help. As the man got closer to me I stood up from my seat. I smiled at him sweetly. He took a swing at me, but I dodged it easily. I swiftly kicked him in the side knocking the air out of him. He doubled slightly but was quick to recover. He swung again and caught my jaw. I stumbled but recovered just as quickly. He was pissing me off and clearly knew how to fight. I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine and kneed him in the face. I heard the satisfying crack of his nose break and smiled. He stumbled back holding his face. Blood gushing from his nose.

"You bitch!" he yelled at me. He was about to run at me again when someone stopped him.

"That's enough, Tyler." A man about medium height, with black hair and an annoying red track jacket, shouted from near the bar. "We're leaving."

"Not until I get my girl." Tyler said clearly still ready to continue fighting.

"No, Tyler, you clearly aren't if you are gonna let her beat the shit out of you." The guy at the bar said. I watched this man closely. Taking in his every move. He was confident, but not cocky. He seemed to have authority over this Tyler guy, because he backed off quickly. They walked to the door and I watched them leave. The walk he had, the expression he seemed to always wear, the tone of his voice, hell even the sunglasses he wore, all scream gang leader. The only question was why were they here. I mean yes it's a bar, but I thought I made sure no gang was around this area.

"She wants to talk to you." Brooke said.

"What?" I replied confused.

"The girl." She said.

"Oh right. Where is she?" I asked and Brooke led me to the back where the girl was. She was curled up in a ball on the floor in one of the back rooms.

"Are you ok?" I asked crouching down beside her.

"I....I..I'm not sure." She said looking at me with tear filled eyes. She lunged quickly and kneed me in the head. I crumpled to the floor and my vision was blurry. "Better." She said bouncing a little out of excitement.