Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk (Williams and Shawn)

All the guys had charged straight at Brooklyn, leaving Carolyn slumped and alone. Allison rushed over, catching her just in time. "Ms. Witt, wake up! It's me, Allison."

With the guys distracted, Allison wrapped an arm around Carolyn and hustled her toward the car. “Hang in there, Ms. Witt. I'm getting you to the hospital.”

Meanwhile, the men were going after Brooklyn like they had something to prove. Big mistake.

Brooklyn, dressed head-to-toe in sleek black, moved like she owned the night- eyes sharp, every motion quick and lethal. She ducked and weaved between them, taking down one after another with brutal, almost effortless precision. A sharp elbow sent one guy with a buzz cut crashing to the ground; a perfect spinning kick smashed into another's face, leaving his nose bloodied and misshapen.

A tattooed man charged at her, eyes wild. Brooklyn sidestepped, using his own momentum to flip him hard onto the pavement.

In less than ten minutes, it was over. The men lay sprawled out, groaning and defeated, not one able to stand.

Brooklyn gave them a cold, hard look-no sympathy, no words. She barely broke a sweat, and none of those creeps had even gotten close to Allison, let alone laid a finger on her. One woman versus six men, and Brooklyn didn't have a scratch.

Allison had already called the police. By the time they arrived, sirens blaring, the fight was long done. Two officers stepped out, taking in the wreck of battered men at Brooklyn's feet.

One officer stared at her, disbelief written all over his face. "Wait, you're saying you did this... by yourself?"noveldrama

Brooklyn just nodded, her expression unreadable. "Yeah."

Allison jumped in. "Officer, they attacked us first. This was self-defense. There were more of them than us. If my friend hadn't known how to fight, we wouldn't have made it out tonight."

She looked the officer straight in the eye. "And look at my friend-she's not drunk she was drugged. I have every reason to believe they were planning to hurt her. I'm taking her to the hospital for a checkup. You're welcome to send someone with us. The test results will prove everything."

The officers exchanged a glance. Finally, one of them said, "Okay, ma'am take your friend to the hospital. My partner will go with you. The other lady, please come with me down to the station."

Allison took Carolyn to the hospital.

Brooklyn went with the police to give her statement.

The test results came in the next day.

Carolyn was still unconscious, lying

in her hospital bed. The doctor showed up with a clipboard and explained things in simple terms for Alliso and the officer. "The drug in her system numbs the nerves and, weff... it ramps up certain impulses."

That was all Allison and the officer needed to hear. Carolyn hadn't just had too much to drink-she'd been drugged.