22 My Dogs (1/2)

”You brat! I'll sue you for this!” The rotten man screamed. While cradling his hand, I didn't hit him that hard. Just enough that his hand will swell for a few days, nothing serious.

I rolled my eyes at him and squatted down to pet my darlings. ”Did the ugly ogre scare you?”

My dogs' wagged their tail in response to my petting. ”You have no manners at all! I'll teach you lesson!” I heard the as*hole say.

I saw him pick up the stick he dropped and stomped his way towards me. It's 6 am and we're in the secluded part of the park where there's a mini forest, people rarely go here this early so this middle aged man developed some guts. ”You guys stay here.”I said firmly to my dogs. I raised my eyebrow and smirked at the man.

I stood up. ”Old man aren't you afraid I'll sue you instead?”

The disgusting man laughed mockingly. ”Now you're afraid?! You deserve to be beaten to death like that thing behind you! Savages with no control.” He swung the stick at me.

I swiftly dodged then went behind him and threw kick that made him lean forward planting head first. I took off my jacket then quickly move towards his location before he got up and stuffed it in his mouth. I stomped on his ankle, twisting my foot to break his bones. His muffled screams can only be heard in a few meters.

”I don't really get people like you. Hurting dogs just because they're a specific breed? You deserve to die.” Killing intent laced in my voice. There are sick f*cks out there that abuse their dogs and used them for fighting, especially pitbulls.

I took the stick from his hand and Aime's it at his heart. ”Move and I'll pierce you with this.” He looked at me with fear but defiance in his eyes thinking I wouldn't be able to do it.

He began to struggle and I directly pierce the ground with stick, narrowly missing his neck. ”Whoops, just a bit more and I could have killed you.” I smiled at him coldly. He froze, terror can be seen on his face. Finally realizing that I wasn't joking. Seeing this man reminded me when I first found Blu, he was in pretty bad shape.

I stepped on his knee slowly exerting pressure to make him feel the pain slowly. The stick raised slightly above his neck in where if moves he'll get stabbed immediately. He just screamed while the jacket drowned it out. His hands are free but the fear just made his mind go blank and he probably couldn't think straight. My smile grew wider and wider as his pain increase. You bastard I'll f*ckin-

Then I heard my dog's bark loudly. I snapped out of my blood lust. I looked blankly at the shivering man then kicked him to lie on his back, I hit the back of his neck to knock this piece shit unconscious.