"Let's have some fun, Kitty," he smirked down at me.

I already knew what I was in for, but I didn't know how bad the damage was going to be this time. I watched Zacky pull off his leather jacket and set it on the coat rack as I scrambled to my feet. I ran behind the black leather couch and pulled off Jenny's track suit, setting it on the back of the couch. The last thing I needed besides this ass whooping, was Jenny complaining about blood being on her suit.

Notes

....Meh.