Fiction: Modern Day Batman

It all started one night when Chris was coming home from the bars. He had a pretty good buzz going on but nothing too serious that could alter his perception, or his balance, and then he heard a female screaming.

"You are not driving this goddamn car!" A girls voice.

A car door slammed and a yell resounded in the night.

"I drive if I want to! Now get in the fucking car!" A guys voice.

"I will not!" Same girl.

BANG!

That's when Chris started running towards the noise, without knowing why, maybe he just wanted to see what was going on. So he ran and ran as fast as he could. Before he knew it he was already at the scene, it's like he flew there instantly, like a bat with nothing to hold him back.

 It turns out it was a boyfriend and his girlfriend, and they were fighting because he was too drunk to drive but refused to believe so. She refused to go in the car with him, so the boyfriend was getting really angry. By the time Chris got there the boyfriend had the girl hard on the car in a jail lock. There was no way the girl was getting away from him. He held her arms to the car with his entire body pressed up against her, hard. Even if she wanted to duck or wiggle through it wouldn't have worked, she was completely stuck. As her boyfriend's face got closer to hers he started yelling as loud as humanly possible.

"Get in dis fucking car you ‘hore, I'm taking you home!"

Chris watched from the sidelines as the girl decided to try and get away, and in an attempt to head butt him she ended up on the side of the street, because in her attempt he threw her to the curb. The boyfriend then slowly walked over to the girl and raised his foot as if to kick her. That's when Chris couldn't take it anymore and found himself right between the girl and the boy. It's like he practically flew right infront of them. The girl was crying on the floor and seemed unable to get up, maybe from shock or maybe because she, herself, was too drunk. As Chris and the boyfriend stared at each other, the boyfriend gave him a look of pure and total hatred.

"Who da fucks is you? What da ‘ell do you want?! Mind yours own goddamn business!" He yelled at Chris.

"Dude, leave her alone, she's a girl." Chris said holding his ground. "I won’t let you touch her."

Finally the girl raised her head and stared at the two men, one with admiration and one with hatred.

"She's a ‘ucking Salope! Dude, move out of da way! It's none of yours business." He attempted to step pass Chris, but instead Chris grabbed him and pushed him back. Chris was a professional kick boxer and wasn't someone you’d want to mess with.

"Dude, I don't want to hurt you. Just walk away."

The guy laughed and pushed Chris. So he pushed him back and this time the boyfriend fell to the floor. Chris jumped on top and twisted his arm into a perfect position that could allow him to break it, but Chris didn't do anything, once in this position he whispered in the guy’s ear "I'm a champion kickboxer and can kick your ass, and if you struggle, I'll break your arm." The guy relaxed. "Now swear you won’t hurt this beautiful young lady." nothing. So Chris tried again. "I said swear you won't hurt this young lady."

The guy stared at Chris and actually looked scared "Fine. I swear."

"Now when I let you go, you’re going to walk home."

"I'm not walking home!"

"You’re too drunk, there’s no way you’re driving! Now swear you will walk home. Do it now." Chris applied more pressure to his arm and he finally swore. Chris let go of him and watched as he ran away in the opposite direction.

The girl finally stood up and thanked him. Chris said, "Come to my house, I'll call a taxi for you."

"I'd rather not. I don't know who you are" she said, as she dragged her foot across the asphalt.

He smiled "Good point. Fine. I'll call a taxi and wait with you till it comes."

She sat down on the curb and he sat next to her.

“Thank you.” Her voice trembled a bit.

“Don’t mention it.” He replied.

They didn't speak after that, and when the cab came he opened the door for her and gave her 20 bucks to get home. That was that. Afterwards Chris felt exhilarated. He hadn't hurt anybody or in any way caused pain. He got to thinking that society has gotten out of hand, and with that he started to help more and more people. He'd just pop up wherever he was needed, as though he could just fly anywhere. He became, because of that night, something like the modern day Batman.

Comments

[Daniel Roussy]

nice going baby kinda reminds me of that night whit the drunk dude , amazing story and its true :) i love u my lil beautiful writter u