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Chapter 3: Trouble Brewing

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I spent the rest of the weekend thinking about the date and was getting even more excited to see her again Monday. So distracted was my mind that it was hard for me to do my assignments for school that were due in a few days. At that time I didn't care if I failed out of College as long as it meant that I could be with Brittany for the rest of my life.

Soon enough, Monday came and it was time to go back to school. Really wasn't expecting to see Brittany waiting for me when I arrived but she was. She was waiting at the main entrance. I walked up to her and she gave me a big hug. Wrapping her close to my chest I planted a kiss on her head. Smelling her hair as I did, taking in deep breathes. Her scent was intoxicating and I couldn't get enough of it.

"I missed you so much!" She said as she kissed my lips.

"I missed you, too. These last few days have been torture being away from you." I replied with a warm, loving smile.

"Hey, Prick!" Someone shouted.

We turned to see who shouted. It was one of the Jocks, some Great Dane named Russell. I don't know his last name, never cared to learn it since he wasn't a very friendly person. At least he wasn't to me. He was facing me tossing a rock up and catching it in his hand.

"What business do you think you have taking out a girl like Brittany. She's not you're species, Kitty, so just butt out and stick to someone in your own genome!"

"Wow, those are some pretty big words for you. Words like species and genome, and you actually used them correctly. I'm impressed! Tell me though, is that what they're teaching you on the short bus when they pick you up?" I replied with a smirk.

"How did you know?"

"He didn't, you idiot. He just insulted your intelligence!" Another one of the jocks said, smacking Russell in the back of the head with their paw.

"He didn't? Why you son of a... You're going to pay for that!" Russell growled in anger as he hurled the rock he'd been playing catch with in my direction.

The rock didn't hit me, though. At first I was uncertain of what had made the smack sound of being hit, then I saw that Brittany was holding her face. With my paw, I lifted her face up from her paws. She was in tears and bleeding out of her nose. I was a mix of emotions of all kinds. Scared that she was hurt and that it might be serious. Love and Caring because she was in pain and that made me want to take the pain away. However, there was on emotion that stood out above all else. Anger. I was PISSED! My once vibrant amber eyes felt as if they had disappeared and were replaced by two black soulless pits. Every muscle in my body was tense and was ready to strike.

"You hurt her! YOU HURT HER!" I roared, arching my back and flexing my muscles. Staring at them with burning hatred in my eyes.

"Yeah? What are you going to do about it, Pussy Cat?"

"I will show you what fear is!" I said as I sprang forward.

Fangs bared and fists swinging at my target, arms of flurry of pure rage, I assaulted to jocks. That's right I went after all of them. They would've joined the fight anyway once they saw that their friend needed help to take on the "Pussy Cat". My fist made contact with Russell and it felt good to hit him. I punched him right in his snout and kept beating on him until one of the others decided to try and help him. Swinging a leg at the new attacker, I was able to send him crashing into several of the others. I jumped towards the others and punched them out. After all the jocks had been defeated, six in all, I walked back to Brittany. I was still angry and wanted to beat on them some more but right now, she needed me more. She was still crying when I hugged her.

"It's alright now, Brit." I assured her in a, now calm, tone. On the verge of crying myself I could feel my lips start to quiver. I couldn't stand to see her cry in pain. She was shaking, probably in fear, so I pulled her in closer to me and gave her a long and loving kiss on her head. Trying my best to make her feel better. I raised her muzzle up so I could look her in the face. That's when I noticed just how badly she was hurt. She was still bleeding and the flow wasn't slow, nor did it look like it would stop without medical attention.

"Come on, we need to get you to the nurse." I told her calmly as to not alarm her.

"OK. Thank you."

"You're welcome." I said, taking her paw in mine as I escorted her to the nurse's station.

As we started to leave, Russell back up and made one more attempt of an attack on me with my back to him. Coward. I heard him coming at us and turned around to meet his muzzle with my fist. Punching him as hard as I could with my left arm, it wasn't my strongest arm but it got the job done. Russell flew back several feet and landed with a hard thud.

"Why you little bitch!" He shouted with his eyes closed, snarling at me. "When I get back up I'm going to gut you, you mothe..." He yelped in fear as he saw my face.

"If you EVER hurt Brittany again, I WILL KILL YOU!" I shouted, staring at the quivering canine with a cold, steely gaze in my eyes.

Afterwards, I returned to Brittany and proceeded to take her to the nurse. She stumbled when we started to climb the stairs and I caught her. Picking her up in my arms I carried her up two flights of steps and to the nurse's office where I laid her down on couch. The nurse was nowhere to be found, of course, so I looked for something to stop the bleeding, I retrieved some gauze and an ice pack. Before going back to her I grabbed some pain killers, nothing very strong just some Ibuprofen. Brittany took the pills before I started to work on her myself, applying the ice pack while dabbing her nose with the gauze. Her smile returned to her face when she saw that I cared enough to give her the medical treatment myself, even if it was a very minor one.

A loud noise started coming from the hall. It sounded like a bunch of men running somewhere. Sure enough, it was exactly that. The jocks, The Dean, and several campus police were now darkening the doorway to the nurse's station.

"That's him, Sir! That's the guy that beat us all up!" Russell told The Dean.

"Is this true, did you really beat all of these men up?" The Dean asked me.

"Sir, with all due respect, I would hardly call these morons men. What kind of man would hit a woman?"

"What are you talking about?" A campus police officer demanded.

"Why don't you ask Russell here what he did to Brittany that sent me on that rampage?" I replied gesturing with my paw to Brittany.

"He threw a rock and hit me with it!" She shouted, stood up, and pointed at Russell.

"That's a lie!" Russell lied.

"You shut up! There is more than enough substantial evidence here to support their story. You're going to jail for this, Russell. Boys, take him away!" The Dean shouted.

He approached us after the jocks and cops were gone, examining Brittany's wound.

"I'm proud of you, Boy. You did the right thing in my eyes, and hopefully in this one's eyes as well. You take good care of her, you hear me?"

"Yes, Sir, and thank you."

"Now, where is that nurse anyways? She's supposed to be here for these kinds of things." "I don't know, Sir. She wasn't here when we got here. Honestly though she is probably drunk somewhere again. She IS a lush after all."

"Yeah, you're probably right about that." The Dean sighed. He then left but before looking back at us and smiling. Then, with a shimmer in his eyes, he gave us one more piece of parting wisdom. "Young love. There's nothing like it nor more heartwarming in the world."

I looked out the window and saw Russell being put into a squad car. He saw me and started to shout at me again.

"This is far from over! Do you hear me!?" He shouted, snarling at me with intense hatred burning in his eyes.

I heard him but didn't acknowledge him. He didn't deserve the satisfaction of hearing or seeing my answer. As far as I was concerned, he could burn in hell for hurting the one person who was the light in the darkness of my lonely life.

Returning to Brittany, I kneeled down and started to cry. Blaming myself for what had just happened to her. She put her paw up to my face and started to gently stroke my cheek.

"Hey, hey, now. Why are you crying?" She asked in a caring tone.

"This is my fault! If I hadn't asked you out last week you wouldn't be hurt right now!" I started to cry even harder now. She nearly completely stifled my cries with one hug.

"Don't you dare blame yourself for what happened this morning, it wasn't your fault. I don't blame you for what Russell did. It is his fault and now he has to pay for his mistake." She assured me.

"Thank you." I said still sobbing some. "So, did I do right by your eyes then?"

"You sure did, Cutie." She replied and gave me a big kiss. Our tongues embracing each other in a hug of their own.

"I'm glad to hear that." I said, quickly returning my muzzle to hers. We held the kiss for several minutes, tongues dancing in each other's mouths.

"Jessy?"

"Yes?"

"What did Russell say to you before he was taken away?"

"He threatened me again, that's all."

"Are you scared that he might try something again?"

"As long as I have you, I'm not afraid of anything."

"I feel the same with you. When I'm in your arms I feel so warm and safe that I never want to leave."

"Then don't. We'll stay in an everlasting embrace. How does that sound?"

"That sounds wonderful!" She said as she hugged me tighter. I started to stroke her back as gently as I could. This produced a low murr from her throat. It was so sweet that I really didn't want that moment to end, but like all good things, it had to come to an end.

The bell rang for classes to start and we headed to our first class together, holding each other's paw as we walked. The classes that we had apart from each other were going to torture me I was sure of that. However, the classes that we did have together was the best times at that school that I, and hopefully her as well, had ever had.

The rest of the week flew by pretty fast and before I knew it, it was Friday again. The final bell rang for the day and I met up with Brittany by her locker.

"Are we still on for tonight, Brit?"

"You bet we are, Jess?"

"Great! I can't wait to be with you tonight! Last week was so much fun I didn't want it to end!" I said smiling at her.

"It sure was, but I think that tonight will be even better!" She said with a cute smile.

"Why do you say that?"

"Now why would I want to spoil any surprises that I might have in store for you?" She said teasingly, scratching my chin with her index finger. "Just be sure to meet me at 7 tonight, OK?"

"Sure. I'll be there on time this time I promise!"

"Good! Now, until then, why don't you take this kiss as temporary going away present?" She said playfully as she leaned into me to give me a kiss.

"I'll gladly take that as a present." I replied and met her muzzle to receive the kiss. She really knew what types of presents I liked. However, I was now very curious about the night she had planned. I wonder what she meant by what she said? That tonight was going to be even more fun than last week. I was so excited by everything that I didn't noticed a certain extension had suddenly made an appearance. That is, until she gasped and looked down, I followed her gaze.

"Well, it certainly looks like someone is excited." She said sensually. My face flushed a deep red with embarrassment. "It's alright, Sweetie. You don't have to be embarrassed about that, I am your girlfriend after all."

I just smiled at her still feeling embarrassed a little bit. She leaned in and kissed my burning cheek.

"I'll see you tonight, Sweetie."

"Bye."

I rushed home to get ready for the nights festivities just like I had done last week. The houses seemed to be nothing but a blur as I ran by them. I was about to have the best night of my life. At least I hope I was, anyways.