WTH and other Acronyms

What the Hell just happened Maggie thought as Luke's left boot went down in the daisies next to her front door.
Luke went down with a yelp of surprise. There are a crunchy thud as he kissed the gravel. Maggie felt a wave of satisfaction.
Luke came back up to his feet, his nose was bleeding and there was gravel in his hair and shirt. He growled and came around her car.
"I am going to fuck you up! Asshole!'

Luke crossed the distance between them and charged Mars who had somehow moved between Her and Luke again. She had to give the man credit, he was incredibly fast.
Luke crashed into Mars and came to a dead stop. Mars did not budge or get thrown off his feet. Luke looked like a car that had slammed into a brick wall thinking it was a picket fence.
Luke tried to take a step back even as Mars suddenly moved and laid Luke out with what looked like a full armed boxer punch like Mike Tyson would throw. Needless to say Luke's mouth and jaw went in opposite directions and teeth flew. Luke followed his teeth through the air to land flat on his back with a bone-jarring crash that Maggie would have sworn she felt.

Mars straightened back up even as Maggie stepped around him to consider Luke who was sputtering up considerably more blood now.
FUBAR
That was the word that came to mind and she could not remember what it meant save that it was an apt description of Luke's face contorted in bewilderment and rage. One of his eyes was beginning to swell and his cheeks were going a shade of purple.
Luke screamed something but ended up biting his tongue and howling instead.
Luke made to get up and Maggie step forward without thinking and kicked him in the crotch.

She did manage to step back before Luke hunched over and puked all over his jeans.

When he was done puking. He crawled to his knees, then got to his feet, stumbled around until he spotted his boot and carefully retrieved it. Mars began to move, but Maggie put her hand on his arm and he stopped. Luke froze then slowly back pedaled out of her short drive, then turned as quick as he could manage and limped away down the road.

They watched him go.

"I could end him." Mars said after a moment.

"No, let him live." She heard herself say as the rage slowly drained out of her.

She looked up at her Alien with a strange sense of pride. He was the first person who had ever stood up for her since her Dad had died seven years ago. Well, stranger things have happened.
She was dog tired suddenly DTTW. She need a shower, a shave and a beer.
She chuckled as she walked back to her door.
Mars still stood looking down the road.
She turned back to this man, no scratch that this alien, and did the unthinkable.

She walked over to him, took him by the arm and escorted him into her home.

her last thought was. "Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly."
She wasn't sure who was the spider or the fly.
At that moment she didn't care.

Who the Hell are you? and other conversation pieces

Maggie saw stars. One moment she was looking at the interior of her trailer wondering who had turned off all the lights and the next her head hurt and she felt herself float free from this realm of existence.
She vaguely wondered how her life had spun so out of control.

Mars watched as Mags went sideways suddenly as the other person collided with her. Then the two struck the side of the door with a thump and fell out of the strange oblong box.
He reacted immediately moving to grab Mags' shirt as she fell and scoop her up into his arms while using his foot to dislodge the other person from her body. It almost worked too.

In the end. He sat on the hard, pointed surface that led to the box, cradling Mags in his arms. The man lay between Mags' legs face down and groaning.
He was sure that this was a strange new way these beings interacted. He would have said weird even, if not for the nagging doubt that it had been much different from the other place he had left behind.

They all sat there for a time. Maggie opened her eyes to look up at Mars and wondered why he was holding her again. A moment of deja vu washed over her before she remembered the attack and her eyes darted to the weight between her legs. There was a blond haired man face down between her legs. She very nearly screamed.
After a moment, he looked up at her.
"Hello Mags."
It was Luke. The asshole ex boyfriend.

Luke clambered to his feet. Maggie just sat there and looked up at him. Mars stood up and pulled her up as he stood. She found her legs could support her weight. She blew out a puff of air that moved some hair and felt like she had been run over, again.

"What the hell do you want?' She said after a  moment of trying to think of someway to tell him off and failing.

Luke looked at her, then he looked down, his blond curls falling over his face. She knew the answer before he spoke.
"Shalance left me." He said and looked up at her through his curls and she knew that was his signature I am weak and need help move.

"That was quick." Maggie replied. "how did you get in my house?"

"I know, right." Luke said straightening. "One minute she's all I love you and the next it's I can't believe you were dating that white bitch and then it was like you are too dumb to date someone like me after you dated someone like her."
The asshole actually managed to smile.
"Besides, I knew you'd take me back, Mags" She really hated being called Mags. "Jimmying your door was easy, I've done it a dozen times."
A dozen times.
Maggie felt a sudden was of self-loathing. This asshole had been in her house at least a dozen times alone without her even knowing that he had violated her privacy.
"Come on, Mags, I forgive you, won't you forgive me?"
Call me that one more time you bastard, she thought trying to marshal a response. How had she fallen for this crap for the last 2 years?

"Fuck off Luke." Someone said. "Get the fuck out of my life."

"What?"

She had said it. "Get the fuck out of my life."

"Really Mags. that is so-"
She lost it she started screaming and slapping at him as he back pedaled towards her house.

"Seriously Mags. not cool." Luke said as he blocked her onslaught. "I'm warning you, cut it out."
She didn't but she did start kicking as well. She even connected with his knee. It hurt her foot like hell too.
Luke took a swing at her at that moment.
His fist never made it.
It crashed into Mars open palm and stopped dead. Maggie could imagine the impact it must have looked like. All she did see was Mars moving between her and Luke and the resounding smack.
Luke looked wide eyed at Mars.

"Who the Hell are you?"

"I am the end." Mars said, closing his hand over Luke's fist before pulling sideways and throwing Luke like a rag doll over her car.