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(part 2) May I Walk You To Your Car written by Nerveexplosion

It had been a week since Valerie's beating at the hands of her own mother. She had been released from the hospital and was staying at a friend's house since Mrs. Saunders had mysteriously disappeared the night of the incident. Valerie had only gone to school once since leaving the hospital and was met with jeers and stares. She was one of the most popular girls in school but none of her friends knew what to say so they said nothing at all. Needless to say she didn't go back the next day. She called her father and decided that she would move away from the god-forsaken town of Spruce Oaks and live with her father. The date was set to be a week after the phone call so that she would have time to get registered at her new school and everything.

Flash-Forward to the night before Valerie was set to leave. It was late and Valerie was almost done packing when she remembered that she was going by train and not by plane.

"Damn", she thought, "I haven't packed anything to munch on". She decided that she would rather buy then that night instead of waiting for morning and since Winn Dixie was open 24 hours she figured she would go buy them right away. It was already 10:45 when she left and she was shopping till 11:10. She had parked in the corner of the parking lot not wanting to be bothered by the people working in the store. Of course this backfired since one of the attendants noticed how far her car was from the store and decided to walk her out. That's when it happened.

"Get Her!!" yelled some one from behind the car. Valerie turned around looking toward the attendant that walked her out only to receive a hard right to the middle of her stomach. OOOF! she grunted as her knees went out from under her, slowly sinking to her knees in front of the Winn Dixie attendant. He grabbed her roughly by the shoulders and lifted her up. Turning her around and holding her arms behind her back. As soon as Valerie lifted her head she saw three people coming out from behind her car. All dressed in black all with theatre masks on. Two of them were rather skinny while the last one looked like the Pillsbury doe boy. One of the skinny ones shouted "I wasn't good enough for you but f'n Danny was?" "What are you talking about? Please let me go"; she pleaded trying to find a way out of the situation. The one who had shouted approached her as she said, "I'll do any thing please I'll...."

Thud! whomp! Auugh! Oooof! She grunted taking two right hands. She was expecting them so the first one just below the navel hardly breaking through, the other in the pit of her stomach sinking into her slightly more than the one before. Although they hadn't penetrated much they still hurt like hell. It's not like she took an ass whooping every day. When the 2nd skinny one noticed that she hadn't been effected much by the 2 punches he said, "my turn." He stepped up to her and delivered an uppercut to her solar plexus. "auuugh!" she ground, this one breaking though her stomach muscles.

"huh.....please....stooooouuhggh!" thud another punch this one in the pit of her stomach. Most of the air was knocked out of her before this punch and the rest went with it. He held his fist in her stomach for a couple of seconds that threw another punch whomp! There was no sound to go along with the punch this time since there was no air left in the girl. The Winn Dixie attendant holding her up was starting to have a hard time holding her up so he yelled to boy who had been punching her, "she's getting harder to hold up you take her."

So he let her drop to the floor and they boy punching her picked her up. She had gotten her breath back and was again pleading for mercy. "please....stop...I can't take anymore." "Oh we got more in store for you" hollered the Winn Dixie attendant. That's when the fat one stepped up to home plate. Thud! "AAAUUGGGGHHH!!!!" All the air she had worked so hard to get back was gone in an instant. He stomach muscles were still twitching from the 2nd boys blows when the ham sized fist introduced itself to her back bone. He had squatted low and sent an arching uppercut that started at her navel and ended up at her sternum. The boy holding her up almost fell on impact as her feet nearly left the ground. He wound up and sent another home run to her guts. All she could do was gag and cough as she had no more air left in her from the first blow. With that the one holding her up let her fall to the cold pavement. She lay there in fetal position twitching slightly. Her lungs working overtime trying to fill her slim body with the air it so desperately needed.

"Get her arms and legs" barked the fat one. The others obeyed and laid her out spread eagle. Stretching her out like this was causing her enough pain but the worst was yet to come. The fat one jumped and dropped with one knee on the pavement the other dead center on her stomach. AUUUUUGGGGHHHH!!! She spewed as she jackknifed around his knee the others letting her go on impact. She lay deathly still on the floor. Puke and drool coming out of her mouth. Afraid she would choke the laid her on her side and left. She came to about 15 minutes later and staggered to her car turned it on and went home. She never told any one about the beating and boarded the train the next morning, snacks in hand.
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