Pick On Your Own Size

Regina passed an alley on her way to work, but something in the tone of people talking in the alley slowed her. Backing up, she pulled her sunglasses onto her nose, peered down the alley, and saw a man badgering a petite blond female squatting against the wall.

“Give it to me,” he ordered, and when she whimpered, he jabbed the toe of his construction boot into her thigh. “I will kick you to kingdom come.”

Regina heard mewing. She’s hiding a kitty.

He grabbed the woman so tightly that Regina saw her skin turn white from his squeezing fingers. She’s protecting the kitten.

“You are not going to hurt it!”

“Give me the goddam cat, Babe; I won’t hurt it.”

“LIAR! You are a scumbag liar, Darnell.” Yanking her to her feet by her hair, he was surprised by an elbow to his temple and let go of her.

He’s pretty attractive.

Regina spoke to the blond. “Go on, get out of here.” Man-bun-bully blocked the path.

“All righty then,” Regina said, her obsidian eyes locked onto his bright blue ones. The kitten was mewing, cradled in the woman’s arms.

“You need to get your ass home. Don’t bring it and its fleas, Dee.” She ducked away from him. His hand snaked out to grab her hair, but Regina’s was quicker, blocking it. His fists swung at Regina. She ducked, coming upward with a heel palm to his chin, her entire one hundred fifty pounds of muscle behind it.

Dancing like a boxer, she said, “Call me Ali or Bruce because you are now in for an ass-whooping.” Regina flashed her mad-woman grin as her booted snap kick smacked his shin, making him suck wind. He lumbered toward her, but a foot sweep landed hard him on the pavement.

As he reached inside his shirt, Regina stomped his nose, turning it into mashed potatoes - red, bloody potatoes.

“You broke my nose.”

A forceful kick to his ribs produced a loud cracking sound. Regina squatted down with her Gerber tool. “Say goodbye to your ponytail, Jerkoff.” She grabbed his man bun and covered his mouth. “Shhh, hold still, I wouldn’t want to slip and slit your throat.” She threw the lopped-off hair to the side.

“When I get my nose fixed, I’m going to kill you.”

Regina gave him her mad-woman grin again. “Yeah? It may be a while, though.” She pulled out her Glock pistol and shot both his kneecaps. Beside Regina now, still holding the kitten, Dee screamed at the gunshots and blood.

“You shot him!”

“Yeah. I did what I had to do; you know? I mean, he was beating you and would have killed your kitty.” She scratched under the kitty’s chin, and it purred.

This is an entry for Belle's Unofficial Challenge below.

The Prompt - Write a story that includes, at some point, the sentence, "I did what I had to do."

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