The Broken

Cold
Dark and bitter cold
That is what I feel laying there
Wet concrete
The scent of snow in the air
The smell of fresh blood around me
My body sore
The pain muted by my sleet soaked clothing
Clothing that is plastered to my body
Blood already conjealing around me
My eye is swollen, my nose throbbing
Blood continuously pooling from it
My ribs felt like they were cracked, broken
I should have kept my head down
Should have kept walking past that alley way
But the scream that I heard was so horrific
I couldn't just stand by
So slowly, I crept into the darkness  
I watched these two guys tearing at this young woman
She was all cut up but still fighting them
Her legs exposed and bloodied
Bruises already forming on her wrists
Her lips cracked from being hit
Sweat caked her clothing
Tears streamd down her face
I turned my face, unable to watch
Then I heard a sharp smack
Followed by silence
I looked back from where I was hiding
The girl was laying there motionless
One guy had his pants down around his ankles
The other was standing guard
I watched as the first guy knelt down before the girl
Watched as he pushed himself between her legs
Watched as he raped her
A few moments in, she started to come to again
Again with the screaming as she realized what was happening to her
Then the guy struck her in the face
After that, all she could do was whimper
Then, abruptly, the guy ended
And with a whistle, called over the other guy
That was when the realization sunk in
They weren't through with the girl
She seemed to come to the same conclusion
She started crying out, begging for mercy
I couldn't sit by anymore
As quick as I could, I stole from my hiding place
Charged down the man who was about to harm her secondly
I tackled him, wrestling with him on the ground
The I heard a click behind me
The girl screaming,"No, no, no!"
Then, I heard the bang and knew I was this was lost
I felt a kick from behind right in my ribs
Then the guy below me punched me in the face
My glasses broken and shattered, are knocked aside
I look over at a window of an abandoned house
Finally, I felt something connect with the back of my head
At the same time, my vision went out
I lost conscienceness
Now, I am looking up at these two guys
Laying on this cold wet alley road
Why did this all have to happen this way
How am I going to get out of this
No
I don't think I have much hope left
The guy is pointing his gun at me
Speaking to me
But I can't understand
His words are all garbled, and undistinguishable
I see his finger twitch against the trigger and jump
Nothing
Why was there nothing
I would almost welcome death at this point
Then he smiles wickedly and I know death is immenant
He is just toying with me for now
I look back at the girl and vomit
Then men start to chuckle thinking this is all funny
Like they just heard a funny joke
For a moment his grip on the gun is slack
But that moment is all I need
Suddenly, I am back up on my feet
At the same time I grab the wrist of the guy holding the gun
I snap his wrist in one swift motion grabbing the gun with one hand
The other hand, well, lets just say it has already made collision
With the first guys jaw
The second guy is just standing there dumb-founded
Which in turn leaves me dumb-founded
I would have thought he would have tried to make a run for it
Hell, I would have made a run for it
Smiling the same wicked smile they gave me earlier
I pumped two into the second guy
And one in the first guys throat
A walk back over to where the girl is laying
I take her nearby coat, and place it over her face
Walking over to the gurgling guy, I do a quick search of his clothing
Where is it, where is it
Ah, found it, cell phone
911
After giving a brief detailed call, I toss the phone on the ground
I leave the alleyway
And light a cigarette