ribs.
The two tall boys and one of the others stepped forward to rush at her. Rita made quick work of breaking the tallest one’s arm and breaking the shortest one’s nose with the swift kick. Her body was twisted and arched like a bow as she stood on one leg between the two while she executed the move.
Both boys howled in pain as the third thought her stance gave him an advantage to charge her. He was so wrong. Rita yanked down on the broken arm in her hands dislocating the shoulder and used it to steady herself as she swung her already outstretched leg to kick the third boy across the face.
She heard his muffled cries at the same time she heard her dress rip. She released the arm in her grasp and glared at Kerry, who had torn the top of her dress. She’d had enough of him. He was going to get off easy before, but now he was really going to get it.
Rita wasn’t worried about the other two. They had turned and taken off the moment she broke the first idiot’s arm. Rita grabbed at the hand gripping her dress and crushed Kerry’s fingers with a vicious smile on her lips.
“I never thought I was better than anyone,” Rita choked out. “You all treated me like I didn’t belong, so I treated you all like I didn’t care.”
Rita brought her knee up into Kerry’s groin, throwing a punch at his face to make sure that nose was good and broken. As he fell to the floor in a heap, Rita heard footfalls running toward her. Her eyes scanned wildly for an exit. From the sound of it, there were, at least, five or six more headed her way.
Just as she spotted her escape route the last face, she expected cleared the opening the other boys had run through. A sob ripped from her chest, and she flung herself right into his arms. Rita never felt so safe in her life.
“You came for me,” she whispered in his ear through her sobs.
“Always Baby,” Marcus whispered back in her ear.
“What the hell,” Nate bellowed as he cleared the opening.
Rita pulled away from Marcus and looked over at her brother. Marcus took in her torn dress that was now exposing her left side, down to her torso. He quickly ripped his dress shirt off and covered her with it.
“What happened,” Marcus bit out.
“Kerry asked me to go for a walk. When we got here, he got weird and tried to kiss me. When I fought him off, I turned to leave, and his friends were blocking the way back. I…I think …they were going to try to rape me. He said to tell Jasper how much fun they had with me,” Rita spoke, clearly in shock of the events that just unfolded.
“I’m gonna kill him,” Jasper growled and started for the groaning heap on the ground that was Kerry. Bobby grabbed Jasper before he could get too far.
“As your attorney kid, I don’t think that is a good idea. Let me and Nate handle this,” Bobby said through tight lips.
Marie appeared at the opening they had all just run through and rushed forward wrapping her arms around Rita as Marcus stood stiff as a board rubbing her back. He was just barely containing himself. He planned to call in every favor his father had to make sure each of these boys served real time and the two that Sam was holding were going to join them.
“Marcus, get my sister out of here,” Nate growled as he kneeled beside Kerry and whispered something in his ear.
Marcus wrapped an arm around Rita and pulled her into his side without a second thought. She snuggled into his side and placed her head on his chest, and it felt so right. He didn’t want to think about how wrong it should have felt.
“Let’s go, Marie,” Marcus grumbled.
“But she was having a good time. I don’t want to ruin the prom for her,” Rita said anxiously.
Bobby snorted. “This night is over,” he said with finality.
“It’s okay Rita; I belong with you. You need me,” Marie said as she reached for Rita’s hand and squeezed it.
“I think we can get out to the parking lot from that way. I don’t want to go through the crowd,” Rita