"So you're coming out here right??" I had told Garret I wasn't feeling well and wanted to stay home, but this wasn't Garret. Kim, had apparently gotten ahold of his phone and wanted me to come out and get drunk. I figured why not? If I was gonna die from Covid then I had better have some fun before I go. When I finally got there I met her in the garage and we smoked before going inside. Garret was in his room getting birthday sex from his girlfriend. There were two other guys stumbling around. The whole place smelled like booze. To my disappointment, Kim went straight to her room and closed the door. So I grabbed a beer and started chatting with a guy I recognized from some time ago. Next thing I hear is a yell from Kim's room. We looked around and the other guy was not out here like before. We both stood up and went straight to Kim's room. The idiot was trying to get on top of her. We got him out and told him she said no. But he tried again. And again. The third time we were a little too late and he was holding her down trying to kiss her. After we put a stop to it and finally got him outside Kim had had enough of this asshole. She pulled him out of his truck and threw him on the ground. She continued hitting and kicking him out of rage while he begged for her to stop. As we stood there watching justice being served, I remember thinking "He didn't stop when she was begging him to." Then another group of guys showed up. Once we filled them in on the situation, things got a little western. Let's just say if the raping little bitch survived the beating, he'll never look the same. While all this was happening, I soon found out that Garret's girl was packing up to leave Garret. Apparently, when Kim ran to Garret's room for safety, he made a move on her and his girl saw it. Needless to say she was not happy. She tore out of the driveway in a cloud of dust, taking his newly bought puppies with her. I followed shortly after and drove home in silence. I kept thinking, "just another night at Garret's..."
