In the days leading up to Black Friday, Mark was less than thrilled at the idea of going with his wife, Missy. As far as he was concerned, he would rather pay the extra money to not have to deal with the hassle of dealing with the traffic, parking, and general fracas that comes with it. Nonetheless, as their kids got older, their gifts became more expensive. Besides, Missy enjoyed the experience and was all to eager to drag mark along. A brand new handheld video game console had just been released and their son, Mikey, wanted one more than anything. The demand was high, and the supply and distribution of the system made it
difficult to obtain. There were a limited number in the department store where Mark and Missy were at. The sun had yet to show its face, but the air was still warm in Southern Florida at this hour
of the day. Mark and Missy and compiled a list of other things and they were going to split up and independently get what they needed to complete the list. The doors opened and the chaos began.
Missy split off and ran straight to the electronics section, where others had already began to tear apart the store like a pack of wild animals. Missy was able to grab one. A sigh of relief
passed over her. She was worried she wouldn't be able to find one and that Mikey would be disappointed. As far as she was concerned, if she was able to get nothing else on her list, it would
have been a successful day.
As for Gabriela, she was not as lucky. She had taken her time making her way to the electronics section and was disappointed to find that she had missed her opportunity to get the system,
which her son had wanted with equal zeal. She was distraught, she looked frantically around, but could not find one. Then she spotted Missy with the box in her hand. Gabriela stood 5' 10"
and weighed somewhere between 140 and 150 lbs. While not by any means a body builder, Gabriela clearly worked out. The gym shorts that she wore showed off her legs which were long and thick.
Her toned shoulders were prominently displayed by her black sleeveless tank top, which was cut low to show off her cleavage. Her right shoulder had a black scorpion tattooed on it.
Having seen Missy, Gabriela knew that she could easily take the box from her. In contrast to Gabriela, Missy stood only 5'0" and probably weighed 100 lbs soaking wet. She looked innocent and
non-threatening, which made sense. The non-confrontational blonde had not seen a fight in her 42 years and was not looking for one today. Unfortunately for her, the fiery latina that was staring
her down had seen her fair share of fistfights. The 41 year old, dark haired woman boxed occasionally at the gym in order to keep in shape.
Gabriela approached Missy and pulled the box right from her hands, a move which Missy simply did not expect. Missy began to protest, "Hey, that's mine." As far as Gabriela was concerned
Missy didn't buy it yet, it was hers. Gabriela put the box in her shopping cart and started to roll away, replying in Spanish, which Missy could not understand. Missy angrily grabbed the box from the
cart, before turning around to walk away.
Missy only made it about four or five steps when she felt a sharp pain in the small of her back. Gabriela and rushed behind Missy and punched her in the small of her back, right between
her shoulder blades. The force of the punch knocked Missy to the ground. She fell on her knees, on her knees with one of her arms holding her back and the other holding her up. The box went
sliding forward. As Gabriela laughed she pushed hard on Missy's ass with her boot pushing her to the ground. Missy tried to push herself up, but Gabriela swept her hands out from under her as she walked to pick up the box, turning to head back to her cart.
Missy, however, was not going to allow her to just walk away. A crowd of onlookers toting cell phone cameras had long since noticed the altercation and had formed a circle. Taunting and cheers
echoed through the aisle as Missy layed stomach first on the floor, trying to hold her back. Missy got up and went for the box again. Gabriela, being much taller than Missy held the box
with her left arm up and away from Missy with her back to her while the pettite blonde reach up with both hands to try to grab the prized possession. Gabriela responded by slamming her elbow
backwards with full force. The point of her elbow struck Missy on her right side underneath her ribcage and drove upwards into the soft spot where her liver was. "OOOOUUUUFFF!!!" yelped Missy as both of her
hands instinctively were drawn her torso as pain shot through her internal organs. She dropped to her knees, doubled over tight and groaning, as if doing so would take away the pain.
Gabriela softly ran her fingers through Missy's hair before tightly grabbing a handful of it. Her other hand grabbed Missy's throat. Her fingers slowly wrapped around the short woman's throat
as she slowly lifted her up and off the ground onto her tippy toes. Missy began to punch Gabriela in her stomach, but her weak blows seemed to cause more pain to her soft fist than to the
larger woman's abs. Gabriela pulled Missy real close to her and turned her head, so as to whisper something in to her ear. Missy could not understand Gabriela's Spanish, but could tell by
the evil, twisted smile and demeaning laugh, that it was not meant to be encouraging. With Missy still fighting, Gabriela forcefully kissed Missy on the lips, before letting her have it.
Letting go of her throat, Gabriela pounded 5 bonecrunching punches into Missy's face while holding her by the hair. Although the punched were in rapid succession, each punch did its damage.
The first punch hit Missy in the mouth to the lower right, splitting her bottom lip. The second hit sliped up and to the left, cutting both her top and bottom lip on the left side of her mouth.
Gabriela's third punch hit her in the nose, breaking it. The fourth punch hit her in the left cheek. Gabriela's bare knuckle caught Missy's cheek at the bone, causing a cut below her left eye.
Her last punch hit Missy in the jaw, disorienting her. Gabriela grabbed Missy's face at the chin and jaw and forced her to look into her eyes. She said something in Spanish in a dominant tone
as if she were talking to a child. Gabriela turned the battered womans face to the side and kissed her on her cheek in about the only part of her face that wasnt bleeding, before letting her
go and allowing her to drop to the ground. Missy plopped face first to the ground. Gabriela kicked Missy in the stomach, causing her to curl up. The crowd was cheering them on. Gabriela
decided that it would be best for her to go. Missy was down, but not out. She was trying not to sob. She was embarassed and humilated in front of all of these people. As she was taunted by
the spectators, she ran her finger into her mouth to make sure she had gotten any teeth knocked out, as blood dripped onto the linoleum. She worked herself up to her feet and began to follow, Gabriela
who was walking rather slowly and cockily for someone facing assault charges. Missy reached Gabriela as she turned and punched her has hard as she could in the face. Missy swung and hit
her in her stomach, face, arms. Gabriela cheered her on in Spanish, raising her arms absorbing everything that Missy threw, taunting her. When Missy had exhausted herself, Gabriela came
around with an uppercut to Missy's solar plexus. The force of Gabriela's stone like fists crushing Missy's diaphragm folded Missy almost in half, as Missy lost every ounce of air in her lungs.
Missy's hands were drawn to her torso. The sadistic woman grabbed the woman's shoulder as she slapped her in the face reeling her head to the right, then backhanded her with the same hand, sending her
backwards into the close rack, before falling backwards sprawled onto the ground. Missy rolled to her side, trying to get up. Gabriela wounded her foot and kicked Missy as hard as she could. Her foot
slammed into the softest part of Missy's solar plexus, centerline to her torso, midway between her bellybutton and her breastbone. Missy curled up into the fetal position. The kick itself made a thud.
A grunt escaped from the back of her throat, but her reaction was otherwise silent. For about three seconds, Missy did not have the air in her lungs to gasp, but the look of intense pain on her
face showed her hopeless plight. Missy gasped for air in what sounded like a yelp. She began to hypervenilate, trying o regain control of her breathing after the air in her diaphragm hand been
forced out of her by Gabriela's kick. In the midst of Missy's labored breathing, Gabriela mounted her and lifted her head with her left hand. Her right hand came down hard on Missy's face, knocking her out cold. Gabriela raised her hand again, but it was caught in mid air by Mark, who had intervened and pulled the brutal woman off of his vanquished wife. As Gabriela was being pulled off, she managed to kick her in the stomach, which caused a weak grunt. Gabriela turned to Mark and grabbed his butt pulling him hip to hip with her. Missy groggily watched. She gave a seductive smile to him and grabbed his crotch softly. He was hard, but he pushed her away, nonetheless. She left clutching her knuckles, which were swollen from pounding the poor woman's face.
Missy slowly sat up with Mark's help. Her face was a bloody mess. She was bleeding from both nostrils and the bridge of her nose. Blood was tricking down from her cut cheek and lips, down to her chin, and she
was starting to swell up on her face. Her ribs were probably cracked and she had a sharp pain that ran internally throughout her torso. Mark took her to the hospital as a pre-caution. While she was being checked out, they decided that it would be best to say that she had gotten into an accident, instead of saying that she was beaten up by another woman. Missy avoided the subject of the woman making sexual gestures to him.
A few days later, Missy caught her son watching a youtube video of her getting beaten to a pulp. Her heart leapt into her throat as she relived the embarassment and humiliation of the moment.
It was worse, however. From the beginning of the video, she could see a familiar face in the crowd. Mark had been watching the incident from the very beginning. He watched his wife get beat up
by another woman and did absolutely nothing to stop it until she was mounted in the middle of a ground and pound. As the video reached the end, she broke down and began to cry, as she prepared
herself for the conversation that she didnt want to have.
Meanwhile, Gabriela got away scot-free. No police, no lawsuit, an awesome gift for her son, and a booty call with a married man, who stumbled upon a phone number on a business card that she slipped
into his pocket after beating up his wife in front of him.
