{"id":11036,"date":"2014-04-29T21:29:30","date_gmt":"2014-04-29T21:29:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/04\/29\/skinnydefenselessheroism-iamthefirechild-49\/"},"modified":"2014-04-29T21:29:30","modified_gmt":"2014-04-29T21:29:30","slug":"skinnydefenselessheroism-iamthefirechild-49","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/04\/29\/skinnydefenselessheroism-iamthefirechild-49\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

skinnydefenselessheroism<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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Jesse shoves Stiles in the shoulder, hard. \u201cShe\u2019s already put you under her spell. Figures. It\u2019s not like the little slut can get laid without lying.\u201d His dark gaze flicks over to Summer, behind Stiles. \u201cQuit stalking me, bitch. I\u2019m immune to you, and I know how to deal with your kind now.\u201d<\/p>\n

She opens her mouth to reply, and stops short at Jesse\u2019s final words. She isn\u2019t sure what he means, but the vitriol behind it implies bad things. \u201cYou loved me once,\u201d she whispers, instead, \u201cI know you did.\u201d<\/p>\n

“You forced me to,” he spits back, trying to push Stiles out of the way to get to her. “You made me until I figured out how to escape.”<\/p>\n

“I didn\u2019t! I wouldn\u2019t.” She wants to cry. Why does this have to happen now, at a time when she most wants to make a good impression, a new friend? She\u2019d no idea Jesse hated her so much now.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Oh my\u00a0God<\/em>, are you\u00a0serious<\/em> right now, are you\u00a0listening<\/em> to yourself? Are you compensating\u2014you\u00a0must<\/em> be compensating, that huge ego has\u00a0got<\/em> to be making up for a\u00a0tiny dick\u00a0<\/em>because you\u2019re doing a\u00a0great job<\/em> at making the\u00a0rest<\/em> of you into an\u00a0enormous dick<\/em>,\u00a0really<\/em>? Under her\u00a0spell<\/em>?\u00a0Really?<\/em>\u00a0<\/strong>The only reason somebody could\u00a0possibly<\/em> go\u00a0midnight bowling<\/em> is to\u00a0stalk you<\/em>?\u201d Stiles sneers at Jesse, still clearly unimpressed. When his shoulder is shoved, he doesn\u2019t even roll it, instead holding his body tense and unyielding against the contact. \u201cWhoa, whoa, no, don\u2019t look at her, asshole, I\u2019m talking to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

And that\u2019s when Jesse tries to actually physically\u00a0move<\/em> Stiles. The freckly high schooler moves with a sudden burst of\u00a0grace<\/em> that couldn\u2019t have been predicted in a hundred years as being something he was\u00a0capable<\/em> of, given how jittery he\u2019s been in the past. He sidles to the side, capturing Jesse\u2019s wrist as it goes by, and then reaches behind the other boy to clamp his long, sturdy fingers against the back of Jesse\u2019s neck. He twists the arm downwards, pivots around his hip until he\u2019s behind Jesse, using one foot to tangle up the feet of his opponent until, quite suddenly, the other guy is face-down against the counter of the bowling alley, Stiles standing behind him with the muscles of his arms tense as he maintains pressure on Jesse\u2019s wrist and neck. \u201cThis\u00a0<\/em>is a\u00a0pain compliance<\/em> hold. It won\u2019t hurt you as long as you\u00a0settle down<\/em> and are a\u00a0good boy<\/em>. The more you struggle the more it\u2019s gonna\u00a0hurt like a bitch<\/em>, so, you know,\u00a0your decision<\/em> whether this is easier or\u00a0harder<\/em>. Got it? Good,\u00a0good.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

There\u2019s a little flash over his face like he doesn\u2019t quite know what he\u2019s doing, but luckily Jesse\u2019s own face is turned away and he can\u2019t see it. Stiles steels himself before he starts speaking again. \u201cNow here\u2019s the deal,\u00a0buddy<\/em>.\u00a0<\/em>That? That right there, that you were doing? Especially the\u00a0touching me<\/em> and\u00a0trying to get past me<\/em> to get to her? That\u2019s\u00a0assault<\/em>. Like\u00a0legal<\/em> assault. Actually, all you had to do is\u00a0threaten<\/em> her and it\u2019s legal assault, the\u00a0touching\u00a0<\/em>part is technically battery. At\u00a0best<\/em>, assault and battery is a misdemeanor, but at\u00a0worst<\/em>, that\u2019s a\u00a0felony<\/em>, my friend, do you know what a\u00a0felony<\/em> is? That\u2019s the kind of crime they can put you away for\u00a0years<\/em> over. The more you know, right? Speaking of\u00a0knowing<\/em>, you might be wondering how\u00a0I<\/em> know any of this. Funny thing, as it turns out my Dad\u2019s the Sheriff<\/em> here. Me and my Dad are pretty close. If I called him down here because I told him there was some prime\u00a0douchebag<\/em> assaulting me and my friend, he\u2019d be here so fast your head\u2019d spin right out of where it\u2019s clearly\u00a0firmly lodged<\/em> in your\u00a0ass<\/em>. Now me, I just came to bowl. I don\u2019t want trouble. But if you keep on being a dickbag, I will\u00a0make<\/em> trouble,\u00a0capiche<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Damn.” The impressed voice belongs to Zenobia. “I guess you don’t need my help after all.” She watches for a moment, then tosses her cornrows back over one shoulder and moves off toward the refreshment stall.<\/p>\n

Summer just watches Jesse struggle, amazed at how fast the situation has turned around. And the other boy does struggle, but Stiles has him firmly in hand, and she can feel the flares of pain every time either one of them moves. Finally, after what seems like long tense minutes, but is probably more like seconds, Jesse nods and makes a strangled sound of assent. It’s clearly grudging, but there’s not much else he \/can\/ do.<\/p>\n

Stiles turns him loose, and Jesse doesn’t bother to try to say \/anything\/ else, just slinks back to his friends, who respond with shoulder slaps and mocking. Summer closes her mouth, blinks at Stiles a couple times, and says, solemnly, “I am never questioning Helios’ judgement again. Can I keep you?”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

skinnydefenselessheroism: iamthefirechild: Jesse shoves Stiles in the shoulder, hard. \u201cShe\u2019s already put you under her spell. Figures. It\u2019s not like the little slut can get laid without lying.\u201d His dark gaze flicks over to Summer, behind Stiles. \u201cQuit stalking me, bitch. I\u2019m immune to you, and I know how to deal with your kind now.\u201d … Continue reading <\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[1035,10,867,21],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11036"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11036"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11036\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11036"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11036"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11036"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}