Liam walked out of his house and took a look outside. It was still dark but it was still pretty warm. His house was near a local beach where he could take a look at all the hot chicks.
Liam took out his flip phone. It was still 7:48 and the chicks would come at about 10:00AM. Liam sighed and decided to hop on his shiny blue bike he bought 6 months ago. Even know its not even in the slightest rusty. Or damaged in any single way.
It had a cool fire sticker on it but besides that it was just a fancy bike and nothing else to it. As Liam got on, he felt the soft black seat. It was big so he didn't need to feel like a broom was stuck up his ass every time he rode the bicycle.
Liam put his foot on the pedal and started to ride his bicycle around town. He looked at the empty beach, as he saw the waves slowly move back and forth reminded him of when he was a kid and visited the beach for the first time.
But he grew to realize it was not all sun shines and rainbow after he got knocked out by a wave 10 times. It was like trying to fight Mike Tyson, the second you get up you get knocked straight back down. And that was arguably the most traumatic beach experiences.
After he finally dragged himself out of the waves, he had salt in his eyes and was sore all around. It was like a fish getting stranded on the beach, it is not pretty at all.
Liam shudders thinking of that but forgets about it shortly after riding his bike for a few more minutes. After riding his bike for a few more seconds he reaches the dark part of his neighborhood. The dark parts were very dangerous and at night they were lethal.
In fact, a few seconds looking around he sees a woman get beat up and jumped for her money. She had a gold necklace and a red outfit with red shoes, you could tell she was already rich and there was nothing wrong with wearing expensive stuff, its wrong because she wore it in a gangster neighborhood of all places.
It's like having a sign that said, "Free jewelry" and then wearing the rarest artifacts of jewelry ever. Liam would've helped her, but they had knives, and he didn't have jack. And he didn't want to turn into a cutting board, so he biked away.
As Liam looked around, he saw more crimes, mafia hiding bodies, people fighting each other while drunk out of their misery. It was a lot of things happening on that side of the neighborhood. Thank God he didn't live there, imagine if he did. He would've been turned into Louis Swiss cheese in an instant.
But Liam was too lost in his thoughts and then some guy sucker punched him out of his bike. Oh shit, he looked around to notice there was a 9 of them. And they all had weapons and looked very mentally insane and probably just got out of juvie. And then connecting all of the pieces Liam realized what kind of situation he was in.
A Jumping.
Dammit. Just absolute damn. Liam thought looking at them. He slowly got up planning to make an attempt to get his bike back. "Hey what's up little BITCH boy? You must be confident to bring such an good bike to this part of the neighborhood. Don't worry, we will teach you not to fuck with us any longer." One of them said. The person who said it wore a red bandana, and the others had blue bandanas so that must mean he's the leader.
"Give me my bike back" Liam said.
"Or else what, boy?" The leader mocked, the leader had the biggest grin like he just won the damn lottery. "You sure got a big smile on your face huh?" Liam said. "I sure damn do. Now we will give you two choices, to get beaten and jumped by us or accept your bike is ours now and run to your boyfriend." He spoke.
Now Liam was starting to get very pissed. "Oh, you want a beating huh? Well come at me. Unless you are going to be a pussy and run. I'll have a joyride hunting you down and beating your ass in front of any girls in your school." The leader said laughing.
Liam started to walk towards them pissed as hell.
Liam usually never got mad and always fought when they attacked first but this gang member pissed him so bad like nobody had ever did before. Maybe because of the insults the guy hurled at the kid that made him so damn pissed at him.
And he has been roasted and beaten sometimes and never cried. But it was the audacity too, the gang leader had blonde dirty hair that he probably never washed in his life. He probably stank too which made sense considering how much of a fat ass he is.
He had the biggest beer belly that Liam had seen in his life, his dad drunk a lot but never had a beer belly. But this man beer belly was so massive that if you were to ever have it and insult somebody Liam would punch you just because of the nerves to say that bullshit.
And he probably never showered; it was clear that this guy and his goons were just a bunch of hood rats that are always stank and dirty. It makes you wonder if this group is even legit or just playing on some bulls. Because of how terrible they are, even a little kid who is 7 could beat them with no difficulty. Maybe some struggles with the leader but the point is that they seemed weak and if you're weak and talk that's just being a little bitchy brat.
"Oh, what little boy? Getting mad? Wanna cry? That's expected from a little kid. It is amazing that you survived this long but I'm sorry to say but you will be getting beat and if we feel merciful then we will let you leave alive. But we will make every part of your life a living hell and make sure that you would want to leave."
The leader said with a smile. The leader's teeth were yellow and brown with some, not even in the mouth. Liam held its breath worrying that he would inhale the toxic breath and be knocked unconscious.
"Damn man, want me to go to my house to introduce you to Colgate or something? Or is your hoodlum life too broke for that type of hygiene?" Liam asked. Then he saw the leader start to get mad with his face turning red.
"Did I strike a nerve?" Liam said with a smirk trying to get him madder than he was. It was not because Liam had a death wish, it was because he wanted to piss off him as much as he could.
"Why you little... I will make sure to have so much fun with you before we let you go. I might even make you a slave like you should be, you dirty little nigger!" The leader said.
Liam smirked knowing he got his ass mad. He saw as the man started to get more and more fuming. He kept insulting him to he can be less mad. And Liam ignored him because he knew that one reaction can start to another to the point where the situation gets out of control!
"Damn man, you kissed your mother with that mouth? I bet she died after that" Liam said smiling.
"…" The leader was silent. Liam knew he snapped the last nerve, so he knew that he was about to have a blowdown in
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