I couldn't sleep. I had been trying for what seemed like hours. So, I went for a walk to the park, hoping that would allow me to checkmate the sandman.
That's when I came upon the situation.
A guy and a girl in what seemingly looked like an argument. Finding myself not ready to return home yet, I decided to eavesdrop on the squabble. From what I gathered he was her boyfriend and wanted a piece of her "teasing" ass, as he so quaintly put it. I thought to myself, "I don't blame him."
The girl was obviously hot. Golden locks down past her shoulders. A slight tan, that probably yielded some lines on her bra, assuming she wore one during her session. Nice sized breasts, that any guy would feel privileged to get a feel of. And even though, she wasn't smiling, you could tell her green eyes had a kind warmth to them. Hell, it even looked like she had dimples, and I was a sucker for dimples.
I snapped back to reality as the yelling got louder, and before I knew it, he had grabbed a shoulder and looked like he was about to hit her. Without thinking I jumped in.
Grabbed him by the back of his collar, and with a ferocity I had never seen in myself before, threw him against the brick all of the downtown pub. I pushed my forearm into his throat and told him he needs to back off.
"This is none of your business, man, back off," he said to me in attempt to intimidate me.
However, my face was inches from his and I could see the fear in his eyes.
"I think you need to leave before you regret any actions." This sent him scurrying. After he ran off, I turned back to the girl, and she hugged me.
After thanking me, I asked her what had happened. "That was my boyfriend. He wanted me to have sex with him, and I wouldn't do it. The more I denied him the angrier he got. If you hadn't shown up when you did...." she trailed off and hugged me again.
I hesitantly hugged her back. After a bit my brain formed a few words, "Do you live around here?"
"Yes, but I'm supposed to be sleeping over with a girlfriend of mine. I wasn't even supposed to be with him."
"How old are you?" The thought suddenly crossing my mind.
"18. My name is Holly."
"Tim," I replied.
Briefly, it occurred to me that she was legal, even to my 26. Then I put it out considering what she'd been through tonight.
"I know we just met, but I can't go home. Is there any chance of staying with you tonight?" She asked me, her green eyes portraying how desperate she was.
Well-" I started before she cut me off. She sighed. "I understand," and she started to walk away.
I perked up. "You didn't let me finish. I was going to say my place is still a ways away if you don't mind walking."