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Night Time Saints	By : misterdoctor Category: 1 through F > Boondock Saints Views: 1789 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Boondock Saint, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. The OC's are mine however

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“Are you sure you don’t want me to stay?” asked Carrie as she tossed on her hoodie, “Those two are pretty drunk.”
“They’re not as bad as Johnny was last night.
Carrie laughed, “Alright, you got me there, but didn’t you open?”
“Aye and now I’m going to close.”
“I thought Layla was on the schedule.”
“She was. She begged and pleaded for me to take it. Reasons unknown, but it means that I have Monday off. Now, get your ass home. Ewan’s got to be waiting for you.”
“Alright. Cheers love.” She said then grabbed her purse and headed out.
Wiping down the pub, the red head waved as she left. She smiled politely at the last two guys in the pub then started on her closing chores. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she sighed and headed to the table.
“Sorry boys, time to go.” She said
“We still got to finish our shots and pitchers.” the blonde slurred
“Well that’s why I called bottoms up twenty minutes ago loves. Time to go.”
“Awe, come on.” Said the brunette, “Don’t be a bitch. Wait for us to finish.”
The smile faded from her face as her emerald green eyes narrowed. Without a word to the boys, she reached across the table and grabbed the shots. Before they could blink she had downed all four of them. “Now boys, there’s the door. I’m telling you, not asking.”
“You bitch!” yelled the blonde, “What the fuck? We paid for those! You can’t do this!”
“Sorry boys. Come back tomorrow and your first round is on me.”
Muttering under their breath, the boys made a big scene of having to leave; knocking their chairs over, spilling the remainder of the pitcher and stumbling to the door. Rolling her eyes, she casually strolled behind them, her heels clicking on the hard wood floor. Once they had slammed the door, she locked it behind and started on the closing routine.
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As the clock stuck 2, she locked the door to the bar. She wasn’t sure what had been worse that night, the exhaustion from the double shift or that every older man had decided that her ass needed to be pinched. With the alley being the quickest way home, Caitlin slipped her keys between her knuckles, put her hand in her hoodie pocket and began the long walk. A cool breeze sent chills down her spin and goose bumps across her flesh. “Should’ve worn pants.” she thought pulling her ruby hair out of the French plait. Humming a tune her mom used to, she quickened her pace when she heard footsteps behind her.
“Hey Peaches!” slurred one of them, “Got a light?”
Gripping the keys tighter, she rolled her eyes to herself. “Tá brón orainn, níl!” (“Sorry, no!”) She replied in Gaelic.
“Bitch!” he yelled
Heavy footsteps echoed off the alley walls as they charged forward. Kicking off her heels, Caitlin ran as hard as she could for the exit. Her feet flew out from under her as unfamiliar hands on her back pushed her down. A grotesque popping noise filled her ear while she watched her keys fly across the alley. Cheap whiskey wafted from the man as he grabbed her ankles. Screaming in pain, she struggled while he dragged back towards the middle of the alleyway. Releasing her ankles, he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her to her feet. Caitlin struggled to keep weight off her swelling knee. The other man laughed cruelly as he caught his breath. She could have gotten drunk from the fumes coming off both of them.
“Faigh amach ó na dom!” (“Get off of me!”) She cried in Gaelic
The dark haired man in front of her slapped her hard across the face before pulling out a switchblade. The one holding her laughed. “SPEAK FUCKING ENGLISH!” he roared
“Téigh trasna ort féin! Cac ar oineach! (“Go fuck yourself! Scumbag!”) She swore loudly in Gaelic, earning a right hook to the face.
“Whadda’ ya’ think “Joe”?” said the man holding her, “This little thing need a little reeducation?”
“I’m thinking you’re right, “Joe”.” He chuckled, “Everybody speaks English sweetheart, and you’re not special enough to be above that.”
Pushing her forcefully onto her knees, Caitlin swore again in Gaelic. The dark haired “Joe” kneed her in the stomach while he made short work of his belt. Releasing her hair, the man holding her grabbed her arms, pinning them behind her. “Bite down and I’ll kill you sweetheart.” hissed Joe, forcing her mouth open.
Tearing off her hoodie, he shoved his hands down her top. Probing her breasts, he pinched her nipples causing her to yelp. Tears stained her face as the drunk before her penetrated her mouth. Excruciating pain coursed through her body with every little attempt she made to struggle. She choked as he came inside her. Their laughs echoed in her ears as she collapsed to the ground coughing up what she could. While they congratulated each other, Caitlin slowly attempted to crawl away, her knee writhing in pain. She had barely made it two feet when they were upon her again.
“You didn’t think that was it did you?” asked the dark haired man, flipping her over.
Pinning her arms above her head, the other man, a blonde, was already out of his slacks. Roughly pulling the bottom of her skirt up, he ripped off her panties and plunged into her. The dark haired man took over holding her arms while the blonde roughly squeezed her breasts. Caitlin screamed, hoping her voice would match the pain that surged through her. Her voice was soon silenced when the dark haired man thrust himself back in her throat. He dug her arms into the ground as he pinned her down with his knees. His hands joined with the blonde’s pulling and pinching her breasts. Scrunching her eyes tightly, Caitlin silently prayed that they would stop soon or that anybody would come into the alley. Each grunt they uttered sent her into another silent pray. As they came inside her, Caitlin opened her eyes once again. Rolling onto her side after they climbed off her, her tears mingled with the dirt and blood on the ground. Laughing loudly as they kicked her limp body, the two soon fixed themselves up. The dark haired man leaned down once again and brushed the hair away from her face. “Shouldn’t have kicked us out, sweetheart.” he whispered. With the world slipping away from her, Caitlin watched as the two men ran off into the night.
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