Revenge For Chris's Sister (Epilogue to "Another Level of Bromance") - Sex Stories

Revenge For Chris's Sister (Epilogue to "Another Level of Bromance")

... him. And damn, the little nigga knew how to beat some ass! I told him I was really proud of him for dealing with it in a manly way. Of course, Tyson apologized to Donna and she sucked it up, but from that point on, I strongly disliked him… Apparently Tyson had hit Donna in a drunken rage because she was reluctant about having sex with him, because she was a minor for one, and for another she just felt like she wasn’t ready yet. But whatever the reason, he still laid hands on my sister, and I wasn’t gonna stand for that. Cody, Dad and I now started trying to get her to dump his punk ass, but she insisted that Tyson was genuinely sorry after the taste of Cody’s can of whoop-ass. But as I found out over the Christmas break, it wasn’t quite over… A few days after I had come home from school for the break, I was driving down a street and stopped at a red light, at an intersection where there was a nightclub, when I saw Tyson coming out of the club, dragging Donna by the wrist and shoving her up against the wall. Immediately I pulled into the nearest available parking space, jumped out of my car, yanked my shirt off and started running back towards them. “Don’t you EVER embarrass me like that again, you prude BITCH!” Tyson yelled, and he accented the last word with a hard slap to Donna’s face. At this point, I totally blacked out from rage. Next thing I knew, I was being restrained by two of the club’s bouncers while a crowd of yelling people were standing around us, either ...

... looking at me in horror or admiration, or looking down where Tyson lay unconscious, blood pouring from his nose and mouth and bruises forming on his face, and where Donna was kneeling against the wall, sobbing and wiping blood from her cut lip. I was hauled into a police car and taken downtown, despite the crowd’s repeated shouts to let me go; declaiming that they had seen Tyson slap Donna, and that I had done what any brother in his right mind would have done. I called my dad to come and bail me out, and yes, I told him exactly what had happened with Tyson hitting Donna. He and Cody came by a short time later and picked me up. On the way home, we discussed the talk that it was now inevitable we would have to give to Donna. Of course my dad also had to bring up the fact that I still had a dirty record, whereas Cody’s was pretty clean (with the exception of the fight in October which only got him a slap on the wrist). I really did need to be careful so I didn’t end up back in prison, although everyone agreed that this beating was justified. We got home to find Donna already there; one of her girlfriends had given her a ride. But we walked right up to her, sat her down and laid down the law. She was never to see Tyson again; she was to cut him off completely, delete his number, delete him from Facebook, stay away from his house, have nothing else to do with him whatsoever. No matter how much she tried to tell us that he was just wasted, this was the second time he’d hit her, and we ...