This isn't the sort of thing I would normally post. My heart is racing right now and I need to vent so i'm taking it out on my keyboard and you guys.
Anyways, so my friends Dan, Ashley, and Lee and I were walking back from another friends house. We get on to our street, and on the way pass some of our friends on the way (they have a house on the same road as ours). So we stop and say hi to our friend Red and the 2 girls with him.
We said goodbye, and turned to walk away when this kid who'd been outside of a house near ours storms over and starts screaming "what the fu[/i]ck did you say about me?" to Red. He hadn't said anything other than see you guys later, so no one had any clue what he was ranting about. Next thing we know the kid pushes Red, punches him twice square in the mouth, and then tackles him to the ground.
So we turned around and ripped him off of Red, but the kid broke loose and nailed Red again across the face. We went to grab him and ended up all getting a little roughed up (he was a big guy, probobly some football jock). So we manage to get Red back inside their house at the time, while the guy's girlfriend is screaming at him to stop. He freaking turns, punches the one girl who'd been with Red outside their house, and then takes his girlfriend and slams her head into the brick wall. He saw her on the ground crying, and took off to his house down the block. We carried Beth (the girlfriend) inside and checked to make sure she was ok, along with the other girl. Red had his front teeth knocked loose, and his lip is split in 2 places (that I could see).
So we went to leave the house after we were sure everyone was somewhat tended to (the girl wouldn't let us call the police because the **** was her boyfriend). So we leave their place, and the ******* is standing outside trying to call us out. He gets in my face, and I tell him to fu[i]ck off and leave us alone, he pushed me, but I just kept walking. He followed us for about half a block and then went back into his place.
We stopped back at my house to make sure we were all alright. I've got a shiner, my friend Dan has a bruise on his cheek. Lee seemed untouched. Dan leaves to go back to his house, and I tell him to keep my number dialed on his cell phone, and if he needs me just call and I'll sprint up with a bat. He calls when he gets back to his house, but warns that the guy was talking about doing crap to our house. Some of the crap is bad enough that Dan comes back with one of his other house mates, and the kid was waiting for them outside of his house. He started trying to pick another fight, and followed them almost to our doorstep where I was standing with a knife (no, I don't fu[i][/i]ck around when my friends are involved, especially when they're like family). He turned around, and left.
Then one of the girls calls us, and tells us that he's there talking with his girlfriend. Then his dumb *** girlfriend gets up and goes back home with him.
That's it. My heart is still pounding, and my face hurts, but damn. I don't know what else to say.