Penny walked calmly down the sidewalk, having a decent day at school, she was going home to get ready for the school dance this evening. Her boy friend, Neil, invited her. It was like a date, but not so much a date. She blasted her music as she turned down her walkway to her front porch. She opened the door and went upstairs, past the argument her parents were having. Her father called for her but she couldn't hear. She went to the end of the hall, opening the white door on her left and stepping in. Her room was littered with trash, all over the floor. She had a path through it to her bed, to the closet, and back to the door. She needed to clean. But she was simply too lazy to do it. She set her stuff down on her bed, pulling her earbuds out. She set her phone on the bed.  Her dad was on his way to her room, his booming stomps could wake up the whole house if they'd been sleeping. She ignored it, stepping over to her closet. Opening it,she viewed her options, a cute little navy blue dress. She probably wasn't going to wear a dress. She set it on the bed anyways. She turned around once more and heard her dad open the door. She continued on, ignoring him.

"I'm speaking to you, young lady!" He yelled. She was not bothered by it. "You respond when your father is talking to you!" He continued, as she did. He stepped closer. She finally stopped, she'd been selecting her outfit. She turned to face him.

"Yes father?" She said kindly and calmly, even giving a little smile.

"You little shit, you listen the first time and you fucking answer the first time." He raised a fist up above her. She blocked his hit with her own arms. She took his arm and bent it backwards, leaning him across the bed.

"You don't hit girls. You don't hit women. Hitting your wife and daughter? Is fucking disgusting. I don't consider myself your fucking daughter. Sure you fucked my mom and I came out. But you don't deserve me. If you even think you're going to ruin my night, think again, Ty." She released his arm and he stood up for a moment, he turned to face her.

"You're gonna pay for tha-" He was interrupted by Sasha, his wife.

"Excuse me."

"Wha-huh?" He turned around and saw Sasha standing at her door. He was surprised with a slap on the face.

"You get out of my daughter's room before I make you leave the whole goddamn house entirely. " She said, pointing down the hall. He walked out, embarrassed.

"Thanks, mom. You know I didn't me-

"It's okay, sweetheart, I'm glad you learned to defend yourself. Now get ready, your boyfriend's here."

"Boyfr-? He's not my boyfriend, mom." She said, sighing. She reached down and grabbed her black ripped skinny jeans. She slipped into them, putting on a shirt that Neil actually bought her yesterday, and a red flannel. She put on a bit of makeup, brushing her teeth and doing her hair. She slipped on her shoes, running downstairs. Her mom gave her opinion of the outfit, expressing her wishes that she'd worn a dress, but accepted it anyway. She hugged her mother and walked out to Neil, sitting in his Dodge '69 Charger. Booming V8 in the front, spoiler on the back. He revved the engine instead of honking the horn because the engine was simply too loud. She jogged to the car, hopping in. He took her hand and kissed it, making her blush.

"Neil, this isn't prommm, it's a school dancee"  She said with a giggle.

"I can still express my feelings. I know it's not prom, if it were, this would be a pretty fuckin fast limo." He said with a wide and genuine smile.

"Shut up and drive, Neil, let's be lovey when we get there, not in my parents front yard."

"Fair enough. Let's ride." He said, shifting into second gear before even putting his foot on the pedal. He pushed down a quarter of the pedal, easing it down before he shifted up again, driving down the street at a smooth 60 mph already. He downshifted and pulled the e-brake, drifting around a corner. All the while, Penny was in shock. She liked fast, but holy shit. He continued on his way, driving to the high school and doing a donut in the mostly empty parking lot. Afterwards, he ended it with a slide into a parking spot, with surprising precision. Penny still sat in awe, looking at Neil and back at the road.

"Holy shit. I, I'm."

"Speechless?"

"Y-Yeah." She said, smiling. She had started shaking.

"It's okay, I'll show you more of that later." He said with a smile.

"With how good you're looking the only place you're gonna be driving to is your place where I can rip those clothes off."

"Damn, babe." He said with a chuckle. He got out of the car, coming around and opening the door for her, making a kind gesture. "Milady." He jokingly said with a smile as he took her hand. She stepped out, smiling as well.

"You're too sweettt Neil."

She hugged him tightly, smiling wider. He leaned in, giving her a cute little kiss. "I try"

"You don't have to, and save that-' She put a finger on his lips and pushed him away playfully. 'For later."

He chuckled and nodded, taking her hand and gesturing towards the door of the building. She smiled and led him on, holding his hand tightly.

"Tonight might be the night." He said, giving a gentle tug on her hand, getting a chuckle out of her.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, love."

"Me? Never, pffbt"  He said with a laugh. They continued walking down the sidewalk

They stepped into the gym, which had been decorated with banners, lights and a disco ball in the center. There were punch tables and a few snack tables as well. Neil smiled and gestured to the gym.

"Like it? The whole dark blue/sky blue thing was my idea, I did it because I know you love it."

"You're joking, you did that for me?" She asked, turning around and hugging him.

They spent a good four hours at the dance, taking pictures, drinking punch, talking to other friends and dancing. Neil pulled Penny aside and looked her in the eyes.

"Yes?" She said with a smirk.

"Can we go to my place?" He asked genuinely.

"Maybe, nothing too crazy, I just want to like. Watch a movie first at least." She said with a smile.

Just about ten minutes later, Neil arrived at his house, pulling the Dodge into the garage  before finally cutting the engine. He stepped out, walking around to let her out, opening the door. She stepped out and thanked him. They walked inside, to the surprisingly large living room area. A fireplace, the TV resting three feet above it. Two surround sound speakers for either side, a soft looking  couch, along with a coinciding loveseat. Penny stood in awe at this room.

Neil butted in randomly, "Big, isn't it?"

"Oh shut up, it's a room, not your dick." She said with a laugh as she punched his shoulder playfully. He let her, laughing with her.

"So, what movie do you wanna watch?" He asked politely.

"Hmmm, I'm not sure, Ready Player One was good, I'd love to watch that again. Volume Two of Guardians of The Galaxy?"

"I say Ready Player One. That was really good, and I'd love to watch it with you." He led her to the couch, sitting down. She sat down after, right next to him.

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It took about ten minutes before the playful teasing and touching made them avert all attention from the movie to one another.  It was heated because they both wanted each other so bad and they'd been waiting all night for it.

"What should we do, do you wanna take this up-upstairs?" She said with heavy panting, feeling his hands go up her shirt. She moaned lightly as he responded.

"Shh, just, lets stay here." He said, massaging her breasts through her  bra. She nodded, letting out a soft moan as she reached down and began rubbing his bulge through his jeans, getting a soft moan from him in the process. He eagerly pushed her shirt up and off, breaking the sloppy kiss they were just having. She took her bra off before he could even get to it, tossing it aside. He leaned down, kissing and sucking lightly on her breast, she placed a hand on his head, running it through his hair as he sucked on her nipple softly.

"More..More, please. Fuck me!" She said, eagerly pushing her jeans down after unbuttoning them. Her panties were already dripping wet. He pushed his own jeans off, his boxers followed. She pulled his shirt up and off, pulling him close afterwards, leaning to whisper in his ear.
"Please. Fuck me until I scream."

"As you wish, princess." He whispered back. She gripped lightly onto his back, letting him push himself inside of her. She scratched into his back, drawing a little blood from him.He began thrusting into her, letting out moans and groans. She was already practically screaming. He continued thrusting and she continued scratching, deeper and drawing more blood. She peeled away a scab from a heated make-out session they'd had a few days ago. That got a shout out of him. He thrusted harder into her, the sounds of moaning and skin slapping was all there was. She reached a quick orgasm, squirting on him. Her sounds only made him climax quicker, releasing himself inside of her moments after. He continued for a moment, panting and slowing. She released her grip on his back, bringing back fingers with blood under the nails. He pulled himself out, leaning back onto the couch until she stopped him.

"Neil, your back?"

"What about it?" He turned to show her his back.

"Jesus fucking Christ, Neil, baby!" She covered her mouth. She stood him up. "Lemme help you clean this up."

"I'm fine, baby."

"The blood stains on the couch would prove otherwise." She said, pulling on a pair of sweatpants she had with her. She brought him upstairs into the bathroom, going across the hall to "steal"  a sweatshirt of his. She slipped it on, going back in there and handing him a pair of pajama pants for himself. He slipped them on while she grabbed the peroxide and some cotton balls out of the bathroom closet. She dabbed several cotton balls with peroxide on his scratches, watching the blood bubble. She could see the grimace in his face, the way he gritted his teeth, but refusing to make it brutally honest that he's struggling. She pulled a bottle of medicinal alcohol out, setting it on the counter before going back across the hall, grabbing a pillow and bringing it to Neil.

"What's this for?"

"This is gonna hurt, squeeze that, if you please?"

"It's not gonna hur-Fuck!" He exclaimed, squeezing the pillow until his hands were a pale white. She dabbed and wiped at the scratches, making it consistent and making sure they were clean. She stopped and looked at him.

"You alright?" She said, leaning against the counter.

"I guess so. That hurt."

"I told you it would, you wouldn't listen, stubborn boy."

"That's not nice." He said with a chuckle and releasing his grip on the pillow. He stood up straight, looking into the mirror and seeing her in his sweatshirt. "And that's mine."

"Is there a problem?"

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"Not at all, it looks good on you." He said with a smile. She took his hand and walked him across the hall. She got into the bed and he stepped around to get in as well, but he heard a knock on the door. The two glanced at the bedroom door,  then back at each other with confused looks. He read the clock at his bedside. 10:39 PM. "Why would anyone be here at 10:30 at night on a Friday? After a party/dance?"

He grabbed a golf club he kept behind his door, walking downstairs, Penny followed. The knocking continued, it seemed as if the knocker was getting tired of waiting. Neil stepped cautiously. He walked to the front door, looking at this man through a one-way glass panel he'd installed himself. He was holding a gun. Penny saw it and yelped, causing Neil to turn around and bring a finger to his mouth, signaling she stay quiet. She nodded. He pointed to a far wall, hinting she step aside, and she did, hiding away. He held his club over his shoulder, opening the door with his free hand.

"Yes?"

"Are you Neil?"

"I believe so, why?"

"I'm looking for my daughter, Penny, have you seen her?"

"Can't say I have, Jackson and Leslie were on there way to take her home last I saw. "

"Now don't you lie to me boy." Penny's father said with a noticeable slur.

"I'm not lying sir, why do you have that gun?" Neil asked, heart racing. Penny was in the other room forming a plan of her own as she listened to the conversation.

"Because I was thinking of shooting you with it." He pulled it up and put it at Neil's chest, causing neil to swing his club. He knocked the gun from his hand. In this moment, Tyler became furious.

"I was gonna use that you little shit." He said, swinging a fist at Neil, but he blocked it with the club. It wasn't much use as the club only snapped in half. The center part which snapped bashed Neil in the forehead, drawing blood. He staggered back, swinging the broken club at him like a flail. It got Ty in the head, making him stumble and fall. This gave Neil time to kick the gun away. He stepped towards it and kicked it into the room where Penny hid in. In return a bat rolled out, per her doing. Neil picked up this bat, turning around just in time before Tyler plowed into him, tackling him into the glass coffee table they had. At this point the wounds were not only reopened, but new ones were made on his back. Penny peeked around the corner to watch this unfold, but couldn't bear to watch. Neil struggled to find strength in this moment, holding Tyler off with the bat. He pushed him up and off, throwing him onto the pile of glass. He exclaimed, not experiencing near as much pain as Neil, but being drunk, he's exaggerating. He sat up and threw a fist at Neils calf, making him fall back onto the glass, now on his chest. He screamed in agony, fighting back tears.

"You...Will....Not....Win...This!" Neil shouted. Penny was crying now, and a stifled cry escaped her mouth, averting the attention of both men to the room. Neil got up slower than Tyler did, but he's also younger so he can move faster.  "Penny! Run!" Neil hollered. He ducked below a swing from Tyler, swinging the bat at Tyler's stomach and hitting him right in the gut. Tyler doubled over in pain, falling to his knees.

"I'm gonna kill the both of you little fuckers!" Tyler yelled at them.

"I'm not so sure of that." Neil said with a smirk. He glanced up to see Penny upstairs, gesturing her to hide again. She shook her head no, seeing the blood drip from his chest to the floor. He shook his head no, mouthing the words. "I'll be okay, I promise. Please. Hide." She hesitated, mouthing something herself "I love you, be careful." before backing away.

"Who the hell are you talking to?" Tyler finally sat up and noticed Neil looking up. He glanced over and saw nothing.

"None of your fucking business." Neil said, rearing his bat back. "Now, where were we?"

"You're fucking ruthlesss." Tyler said, shaking his head and getting up. He charged like a bull towards Neil, but Neil dodged him easily. Neil turned to see Tyler plow into the wall.

"Now why you gotta go and do that?  That's comin out of your paycheck." He said, getting a low growl out of Tyler.

"Ain't nothing gonna be coming out of my paycheck when you're fucking dead. "

"What is it with you and killing people?" Neil asked, pulling Ty's arm and dislodging him from the wall. He immediately turned and swung, catching Neil off guard and hitting his shoulder. He shouted out, swinging up the bat to Tyler's groin, hitting him directly in the nuts. Tyler's cupped his balls, falling to the floor.

"Because peo-people like you do things lik-like this."

"What? Fucking defend ourselves? You come into MY house with a gun and point it at MY chest and expect me not to attack you back?"

"I guess that's what I expected, yeah." He muttered, groaning.

"I can't fucking believe you." Neil turned to pick up the phone off the side table but Ty pulled his legs out from under him, making him fall and hit his chin on the table, biting his tongue and knocking him out somehow.

"That'll teach you, shithead." Ty said, getting up and stepping closer, to him. He rolled him over, seeing the blood all over his chest. "Jesus fucking Christ, what did you do?" He said with some sense. He lifted a boot and was bringing it down before he heard a voice.

"Stop!" Penny shouted out. "You wanted me, here I am!" She yelled, hitting her chest to taunt him. He turned around and moved his boot to stomp the ground. He now began to charge her. As he ran towards her, she grabbed his arm and bent it back after dodging him. This bent his arm in an inverted angle as to what is normal. He fell to the ground, so much force on that single bone. It made him shout more. She stepped over him. "Listen here, I don't care if you remember what I'm saying, but you will remember your fucked up arm for a long time. I'll tell you tomorrow when you wake up again. I'm sick of you throwing me around like I'm a tool or something. I'm your daughter. Not a punching bag. You do not disrespect me, let alone my boyfriend!! You come in and ruin this night, look at what you've done to my poor baby!"

"I can't ssee much of anything right now."

"You will tomorrow when you wake up in the hospital."

"Not if I can help it." He said, trying to reach for her but failing miserably, he shouted out.

"Exactly, you sit and try to think of what you've done." Penny said, walking to the phone and calling the police. She specified that they send two ambulances along with the situation. They arrived after about ten minutes, all of those which Penny spent watching her father continue trying to hit her with his good arm. She explained that an officer should ride in the ambulance with Tyler, and she'd ride with Neil. Surprisingly, she wasn't crying. She wasn't upset or hurt. She was proud. To have finally defended herself. Her mother may have a few words to say, but she didn't care. She was happy with the evening she'd had, minus Neil getting absolutely fucked up. She sat with him and held his hand as the paramedic removed the glass from his back. They rested him slowly on his back afterwards to remove the glass from his chest and stomach. She could tell he was waking up and was waiting for an intense grip as he realized the agony. But, he woke up calmly. He was in clear pain, the veins in his neck were popping out, but he held Penny's hand calmly, as if it were separate from his body. He looked at her and made a wry smile. The veins in his neck stopped showing so much as he breathed calmer.

"Excuse me, sir, I would like to inform you that this may hurt a little bit." The paramedic said as he reached for a bottle of peroxide, as well as setting a bottle of alcohol out. "Ma'am, if you could help, I know your mothers a nurse, so I assume you know what you're doing."

"Why yes, anything to help."

"Nah, I'll be oka-shiiiit!!" He said with an intense squeeze of his hand, digging his nails into his hand. She dabbed cotton balls with alcohol on him after the paramedic went over with peroxide. He was shouting bloody murder.

"Please calm down, it's okay, I'm right here baby." She took his hand again. Somehow it's her simple touch. He still gripped harshly, she didn't care. He was doing better than the yelling moments before.

He smiled with gritted teeth. He looked at her. "D-did we get him? Are you okay?" He said with his tongue slightly out of his mouth, as if it were from a swollen bee sting.

"Yes, his arms a little, out of wack but i think he's gonna fuck off now." She said, smiling back.

"Atta' girl." He patted her side, that being all he could reach.

"You need to rest, please rest until we get there? I'll be right here, I'm not going anywhere." She said with a concerned look.

"O-Okay, I'll rest."  He said, falling asleep slowly, she leaned back herself, smiling. She saved him, holy shit. She saved her boyfriend's life. That's not something you hear everyday.