I haven't done anything wrong you're the one trying to create trouble where there isn't any the officer's hand moved toward his cuffs his eyes narrowing. You're real close to Stepping Over The Line. And what line is that. Michael asked his voice steady but sharp the line where I stop letting you bully me for standing on a public sidewalk the officer's grip tightened on the Cuffs. You think you're smart huh you think you can mouth off to me I've got the authority here not you.
Michael's blood boiled but he held his ground. Authority doesn't give you the right to harass people for no reason the officer stepped forward now inches from. Michael's face. I don't need a reason if I feel threatened and right now I don't like the way you're talking to me. Michael could feel the situation SP spiraling out of control the officer's aggression escalating with each word but he wasn't going to back down not this time.
You feel threatened. Michael asked incredulous I'm standing here unarmed waiting for a ride and you're the one threatening to arrest me that's not how this works the officer's jaw clenched his hand hovering over the Cuffs. I'll decide how this works you're done talking. Michael squared his shoulders meeting the officer's gaze head on. I'm not done until you stop treating me like a criminal the officer's eyes blazed with Fury and without another word he grabbed for the Cuffs.
That's it you're under arrest. Michael's heart pounded as heed watched the officer's hand move toward him the Cuffs gleaming Under the Street Lamp this was it it was happening and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Michael's heart raced as the officer grabbed for the Cuffs the cold steel glinting in the dim light the weight of the moment hit him all at once he couldn't let this happen not like this instinctively he took a step back his hands raised. You can't do this he said his voice sharp the anger and fear mixing together. I haven't done anything wrong the officer's eyes flared his grip tightening on.
Michael's arm. You just crossed the line don't resist. Michael jerked his arm away his pulse pounding in his ears. I'm not resisting but you're not arresting me for no reason the officer's face Twisted with frustration his hand shooting out again this time with more Force he caught. Michael by the wrist pulling him forward with a rough yank.
You think you're above the law think again. Michael tried to pull free his movements quick but controlled. Get off me the officer's patience snapped. You want to resist fine his voice dripped with Venom as he shoved. Michael hard against the boutique window the glass rattling from the impact.
Michael's shoulder slammed into the cold surface the shock of pain radiating through his body. I said get off he struggled to twist free his muscles tense with the surge of adrenaline the officer leaned in close pressing. Michael harder against the window his breath hot on his neck. I told you to stop resisting the officer growled. Michael's breath came in short bursts as he struggled to push the officer away his mind raced how had this escalated so quickly.
I'm not resisting you're the one pushing this too far the officer's grip tightened his fingers digging into. Michael's arm. That's it I'm done playing with you without warning the officer swung his fist the punch landed squarely on. Michael's jaw a hard brutal impact that sent him reeling his head snapped to the side pain exploding across his face as he stumbled against the window his vision blurred for a moment the world spinning around him. Michael gasped his hand in instinctively going to his face the sharp sting of the blow still radiating through his skull he struggled to steady himself his mind spinning from the shock.
You just had to push it the officer muttered his voice cold and unforgiving he grabbed. Michael again this time slamming him face first into the glass with more Force now you're going to learn your lesson. Michael groaned as his chest pressed hard against the window the rough texture of the officer's hand squeezing his arms behind him. You can't do this he panted struggling to find his voice through the haze of pain. Watch me the officer snarled as he wrenched.
Michael's arms behind his back the Cuffs clicked shut around his wrists the metal biting into his skin. Michael's body slumped slightly his cheek pressed against the cold glass his mind swimming between pain and disbelief he tried to turn his head but the officer's weight kept him pinned his breath shallow and labored. On the ground the officer ordered pulling him back from the window and shoving him toward the pavement. Michael stumbled barely managing to catch himself before his knees hit the ground he was panting now his face throbbing where the officer's fist had struck him his thoughts spun wildly the adrenaline still coursing through his veins how had it come to this he' done nothing wrong and now he was cuffed. On the ground assaulted by the very people meant to protect him the officer stood over him his chest rising and falling with his own pent up rage.
Maybe next time you'll think twice about resisting arrest. Michael looked up at him his vision still swimming but his voice came out firm though laced with pain. You're going to regret this the officer sneered towering over him with the Cuffs now secured. Not as much as you will as the night air pressed down on them. Michael knew this was far from over this was just the beginning.
Michael felt the tight grip of the handcuffs bite into his wrists as the officer roughly pushed him toward the patrol car his jaw still throbbed from the punch his body tense from the confrontation but beneath the pain and tension a calmness began to settle over him he knew something the officer didn't and that knowledge gave him the upper hand the officer still brimming with self-satisfaction moved toward the car opening the back door with a sharp tug get in he ordered his voice cold and full of authority I warned you not to resist. Michael didn't move instead he straightened himself took a deep breath and with a quiet almost smug smile said. Before you throw me in that car why don't you check my ID the officer froze his hand still on the door his brow furrowing in confusion. What are you talking about. Michael's smile grew ever so slightly.