Attacker Beaten By Big John

Big John, the doorman, was standing in front of his building on the Gold Coast, Chicago’s fanciest area located downtown. It was 2 am.  The streets were quiet except for the normal activity of cabs, people, music from bars, and loud conversation. Big John looked around one more time before he took a coffee break at the all night snack shop half a block away.

Suddenly, he heard a woman screaming. Not that laughing drunken kind of meaningless sound that his ears were accustomed to but that scary kind of serious shriek from a woman who was  getting abused or attacked. He looked down the street to the next building and saw a man grabbing a woman on the street and trying to pull her into some bushes. No one else was around.  Big John’s heart pounded but he never thought twice as he immediately ran towards the struggling man and woman. The attacker was a tall, muscular, dirty,  evil looking dude somewhere around thirty five years old.

The woman was good looking, wearing hot clothes and obviously not with this guy.  Big John ran over and got near both. The attacker was ripping at her body and trying to pull her not seeing Big John. She tore away as John screamed at the attacker arriving at the scene. Big John and the scumbag stared at each other as the lady ran.

Johns steely veteran eyes met the raging low life’s eyes. They were a foot away from each other. The low life pulled out a knife and screamed at Big John. “You son of a bitch." Get the fuck away from me” Johns answer was fast, He grabbed the guy’s arm which held the knife and twisted it around his back.The attacker squelled

He dropped the knife in pain. He was a weak piece of shit John thought. “Leave me alone man” he screamed at John” John’s next move was vicious. He saw the knife fall to the ground and then he delivered a ferocious kick to the groin of the attacker.

The man shriveled  falling onto the ground throwing his hands across his body for protection. Big John then delivered another kick with his big shoe catching the offender square in the nose making a crackling, sickening sound as blood spurted all over the mans ugly face. 

“Please man I was just playing with her” Don’t hurt me” “Sure you were” said Big John, who dragged the man off the sidewalk into the driveway.  Blood poured out of the scumbag’s nose. John could see a police cruiser coming down the street about 30 seconds away. Big John waved at it. Then, he took his last shot at the dirtball before the cops got there.

Big John knelt down and grabbed the mans bloody, busted up face and cocked his hard, big fist way back and smashed the asshole square in the nose as he writhed in pain on the ground. He felt only rage for men who preyed on women. He had a father who did the same to his mother until John was old enough to put a stop to it. He hated this bleeding, bellowing piece of shit lying on the ground. The mans nose was squashed and his whole face had blown up from the brutal blows inflicted.

Two cops arrived.” I’m the night doorman at the Savoy over there” offered John.”  “He was attacking a girl” “Looks like this bad boy ran into the wrong doorman” said one of the cops.” Thanks”, said Big John, who hardly was affected by the whole event other then being somewhat unhappy he could not pound the asshole a little longer. The cop said to his partner “Ok. Let’s call the ambulance and haul the trash away." “He needs some fixing before we can throw him in jail”.

“Looks like you did some fine public service. Nice job” “Thanks, said  Big John. “So, where is the woman”? “Gone” “she ran when I came” said John, pointed to the bleeding, beaten specimen lying on the ground. He was attacking this girl over there when I heard screaming. I got there before he could really get to her.

Ever see her before? said one of the cops. 

“No, said John”  ”she was just walking home or something. She was alone”.

“Maybe they’ll give you a raise” said one of the cops laughing”  “Public service” “Wish there were more like you” said one of the cops seriously  “Don’t need more money for doing this” said Big John.

Big John looked down at the busted up attacker still lying on the ground. He spit at the bitch who was just regaining his senses. The ambulance came. It was over.