She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 77

After dinner, Sabrina headed to the school gates, right on time.

Lacy, Simon, and the others were already waiting for her, each wearing the kind of sly, mean-spirited smile that made their intentions obvious.

“School’s not the place for this,” Lacy said, arms crossed like a gang leader ready for a showdown. “Come with us to the bar.”

She’d made all the arrangements—tonight, Sabrina was going to learn a lesson the hard way.

Sabrina arched an eyebrow. “And you think I’ll just go because you say so?”

Hannah stepped forward. “We’re not letting you get away with what you did. If you’ve got guts, settle it with us again. Can’t do it at school—if the teachers find out, we’ll be in trouble.”

Simon added, his voice taunting, “What’s the matter? You scared?”

Sabrina looked them over, amused by the bravado of these kids who clearly didn’t know what they were getting into. She was sure they’d called for backup.

Well, if they wanted to play, she’d play along. Maybe it was time to remind them there’s always someone tougher out there.

“Fine,” she said. “Lead the way.”

They exchanged glances, grins spreading across their faces. Not a hint of fear, just excitement.

And why wouldn’t they be happy? At the bar, they could close the doors and finish what they started—no teachers, no rules.

The place they chose was Simon’s family’s bar.

It was still daylight, so the bar hadn’t opened yet—perfect for their plan.

Simon had already tipped off the manager, clearing the space for what was about to happen.

They arrived, slipped through a back hallway, and soon found themselves in the main room.

Sabrina realized right away this was more than a simple fight—there were a dozen or so tough-looking guys already inside, lounging around with the air of streetwise thugs.

Lacy and her friends watched with anticipation, practically giddy at the thought of Sabrina getting what was coming to her.

But Sabrina just smiled—a cold, predatory grin.

She raised her voice. “All in this together, huh? Fine by me. Come at me, all of you.”

For a moment, everyone froze. They hadn’t expected her to be fearless—almost eager.

Lacy was still picturing Sabrina on her knees, begging for mercy; she’d already picked out exactly how she was going to humiliate her.

But this? This was not what they’d planned on.

“Hey, hey, move your damn leg, you’re blocking me—!”

“Where’s my shoe—?!”

The place descended into chaos, fists flying and curses echoing off the walls of the dim, empty bar.

In less than ten minutes, it was over.

Sabrina stood in the center, surrounded by a dozen groaning bodies on the floor, while Lacy and her friends stared in utter disbelief.

What the hell just happened?

Simon, furious, didn’t care about the rules anymore. He signaled to a few guys lurking in the shadows, telling them to move in and corner Sabrina.

“We all go at her together,” he hissed. “She’s got to be tired by now. If we wait, she’ll turn on us next.”

His words snapped the others out of their shock. Lacy, Ayla, and the rest jumped in for round two.

The fight started again.

One of the boys, seeing Sabrina surrounded, grabbed a beer bottle and swung it at her head. “Take this, bitch!”