assortment
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I like to think of myself as a tough guy. I don't go looking for arguements or fights with people, but if it happens I'm more than capable of defending myself. Little things don't scare me either so I'm always the brave one out of my group of friends, but tonight was way different.
We had just left this restaurant and were going to meet our other friends at this hookah bar. We stopped at this light when it turned red and when we were going to go when it turned green a car flew up beside of us and almost side swiped our car. So, my friend honked her horn at them and that's it. It's now several blocks later and what we didn't know is that the other car was following us.
When we got up to another red light the car she honked at rolled up next to us. It was two guys in the car much much bigger than she and I. They wanted to know why she honked at them and then started to argue with us. When we started to argue with them the guy in the drivers side of the car pulled out a gun and pointed it at us. Then the guy in the passenger's side started cursing off my friend and spitting on her a bunch of times.
There was nothing we could do because he had a gun pointed at us and in reality he was only like two or three yards from our faces. The guy just kept spitting on my friend and cursing at us while the other kept the gun pointed at us and telling us he was going to shoot my friend. Then when the light turned green they just flew off and left us there.
I'm just real messed up right now. It scared me. We didn't deserve to almost die because my friend honked her horn. People do that almost every day, that's what the horn is for. It hurt my pride as a man because I was brought up to protect women. Not that women are defenseless, just the whole respect and protect thing that any man usually does. I just couldn't do anything because if I did I was probably going to get shot. And having a gun pulled on me just doesn't sit well with me. I'm real messed up. We didn't do anything wrong.
I know I probably sound winey, but it really scared me and i'm really not ok. I feel worse for my friend because she was being spit on for like thirty seconds and that always makes a person feel worthless and dirty. Now I think it was my fault the whole thing happened because it was my idea to meet my friends after the restaurant.
We had just left this restaurant and were going to meet our other friends at this hookah bar. We stopped at this light when it turned red and when we were going to go when it turned green a car flew up beside of us and almost side swiped our car. So, my friend honked her horn at them and that's it. It's now several blocks later and what we didn't know is that the other car was following us.
When we got up to another red light the car she honked at rolled up next to us. It was two guys in the car much much bigger than she and I. They wanted to know why she honked at them and then started to argue with us. When we started to argue with them the guy in the drivers side of the car pulled out a gun and pointed it at us. Then the guy in the passenger's side started cursing off my friend and spitting on her a bunch of times.
There was nothing we could do because he had a gun pointed at us and in reality he was only like two or three yards from our faces. The guy just kept spitting on my friend and cursing at us while the other kept the gun pointed at us and telling us he was going to shoot my friend. Then when the light turned green they just flew off and left us there.
I'm just real messed up right now. It scared me. We didn't deserve to almost die because my friend honked her horn. People do that almost every day, that's what the horn is for. It hurt my pride as a man because I was brought up to protect women. Not that women are defenseless, just the whole respect and protect thing that any man usually does. I just couldn't do anything because if I did I was probably going to get shot. And having a gun pulled on me just doesn't sit well with me. I'm real messed up. We didn't do anything wrong.
I know I probably sound winey, but it really scared me and i'm really not ok. I feel worse for my friend because she was being spit on for like thirty seconds and that always makes a person feel worthless and dirty. Now I think it was my fault the whole thing happened because it was my idea to meet my friends after the restaurant.

