Kacie 

In the outskirts of Glasgow, Scotland the air was still and fresh as it was a cold summers night. The clear night sky was speckled with stars.

However, inside a small tarnished pub called The Kilt, the air was muggy and stank of beer, sweat and lust. The music reverberated off the walls as beer-bellied men tried to dance with a few floozies. The pub was jammed packed with people getting drunk, having a good time and trying to steal a kiss.

The Kilt was always divided; the women would usually stay in the raised section to the right of the pub. This allowed them to look down onto the hunting ground. The men stayed on the left, this gave them easy access to the bar and toilets. This was not the type of pub that a family or even couple would be seen in.

The pub was very sleazy and this is why Kacie should not have been present, yet she attends the pub on a regular basis. The management were very lax on underage drinking and many youngsters managed to enter.

She could get away with it easily, she emanated confidence and sass. Whenever she walked into a place, she managed to ensnare all eyes in the room. She had short, choppy, deadly black hair with a full fringe that fell in front of her big baby blue eyes, which were an illusion created by contacts. Kacie always chose to stand out and achieved this by wearing alluring clothes whenever she went out.

Tonight was no exception, she had a tight, ruby red top that was off the shoulder allowing her to flash a little of her creamy skin and tight leather trousers that encased her long legs and tight booty like a second skin. She wore flat, laced black boots that reached to mid-thigh. She refuses to wear heels as she feels they are only for girls trying too hard to get noticed. They are impractical and only serve to cause injury to the wearer.

She arrived just after 9, it was now after 11 and she had consumed 4 pints, 8 shots and was still standing. Well technically, she was dancing, dancing on the bar. This wasn't a rare occurrence, Tony the pub owner allowed her to dance as many men would often offer to buy her drinks, an offer Kacie would rarely refuse, and more for themselves. This meant he was able to keep his business afloat.  Tony spent the majority of his evening keeping an eye on Kacie and made sure that the punters  didn't get to close or out of hand. Otherwise he would be dead by Liam's cold hands and he liked Liam.

There had already been two fights tonight and his bar staff was struggling so he didn't noticed till too late that some strong arms had plucked Kacie off the bar and pushed her up against the wall taking what he wanted.

"Hey buddy, hands off the merchandise it's not a free for all" Kacie spat at the man that had grabbed her off the bar. His breath stank of alcohol and cigarettes. He was five foot nine, so he didn't tower over her, he had a flashy blue shirt that had too many buttons undone at the top, a brown belt around he's light blue jeans with matching brown old man shoes.

"Och hen, dornt ye loch me gettin' up close an' personal" he hissed at her.

"Ummmmm let me think about that, do I want your grubby little paws on my sweet fine body, I believe the answer to that would be, no !" she yelled back into his face. He made a move to grab her boobs, she decided to knee him in the crown jewels.

"Arrghh" he grunted in pain. But did that deter him? No he become more eager. He growled at her "Ah loch th' feisty ones, they're mair experimental in th' bedroom", pulling her by her hair towards the door. Kacie was about to go psycho on his ass with her Jujutsu skills, when he bummed into a broad guy walking into the pub.

"Jack!" the guy roared, as he seized Kacie's acquaintance's throat, "what the hell are you doing ?"

"We waur.. jist ha..vin' a bit ay fin...Rich" Jack breathed.

"Having some fun, Kacie were you having fun?" Rich asked.

"Well no but, I was just about too" Kacie replied.

"You were about too?" Rich asked sceptically, trying to work out if she was being serious.

"Hell yeah, I was about to pulverise this absolute idiot, that thinks he can have whatever he wants from women. I was gunna teach him a lesson and make him think twice before he ever puts a finger on a girl again !" Kacie huffed out.

"Well by all means K, pulverise this jerk" retorted Rich with a sly smile on his cheeky face.

"You serious ?" Kacie challenged.

"Sure thing" he said letting go of Jack, giving Kacie a wink.

"Y'come oan kacie Ah was only playin', Ah wasnae gonnae t... Ahhhhhhh". Kacie had punched him in the nose, breaking it in the process.

'Ye cow!' Jack was seething.

"Break it up troaps, Rich tak' Kacie haem an' Jack" Tony hollered "yer banned"

"She jist broke mah beak!"

"Ye jist tried tae drag 'er it ay haur by 'er hair, sae cheerio th' noo" Tony counteracted.

"Come on K, it's late" Rich told Kacie as he was checking her over to make sure she was alright, handing her a jacket.

"Stop it Rich I am fine, come on let's go before your dad flips out, laters Tony" Kacie grumbled. Rich and Kacie tumbled out of the pub to the icy cold air swirling around their bodies. Once outside Kacie could breathe a say of relief, they trudged back to where Rich had parked his bike not saying a word. Until Rich had climbed onto the bike.

"You don't need to be my knight in shining armour, I can handle myself thanks" Kacie said sharply.

"I know K, sorry, I was just trying to help. I hate that snake but don't worry next time I'll just let dad come down instead, yeah ?" Rich joked.

"Shut up"

"Why, cause you know he'd kill you for stepping one foot in that hideous place"

"No, cause he's not my dad"

"Now you shut up, he is as much as your dad as he is mine, so I think we better get going now before dad wants to send us to the morgue"

"Calm down, calm down, stop getting your knickers in a twist"

"I wear boxers thank you very much"

"Umm humm"

"Just get on the bike". Kacie climbed on after Rich. The fiery red Ducati 1098 came to life and they were speeding away from the pub in no time at all. Everything flashing by including a shiny black Honda CBR600RR driving towards them. The guy on the bike slowed down and had a good look and saw the nice long legs of Kacie. Cursing himself for leaving too late. How was he meant to get to her now.

They got home 10 minutes later and one single light was still on in the front room.

"'We are so screwed" Kacie complained.