Page 75 of Fate

I swipe to the right.

Carson with a fully naked Misty straddling him. His head back, arms stretched to the side, her body arched in what could only be ecstasy while ridinghim.

My mind buzzes and I see stars. I need air. Right now. I hold her phone tight and run out of the bar, leaving my purse and my sanity. I’ve got my car keys clutched in one hand and her phone in the other. I don’t know where to go or what to do. The hot burn of tears rushes down my face as I glance around in the darkness, not knowing where the fuck I am. My entire life is crumbling before me. Then my car comes into focus. I stumble towardit.

All I can see behind my eyelids is her body arched over his. Naked.

I stash the phone in my back pocket as Misty comes screaming out of thebar.

“Wait. You can’t leave. We’re not done talking. You have my phone!”

“I don’t care. I don’t care about anything!” I cry as she reaches my car. My door is open, and she tosses my purse past me and into the car, and then holds out herhand.

“Kathleen, I’m sorry you had to find out this way. I really hoped he’d be the one to tell you,” she says, sounding half human, almost kind. None of it makes any sense.

I grip the door as a bout of dizziness rushes over me. I brace myself on the car. “You can fucking have him! I’m done.” The tears blur my vision as I tumble into my car. I put it into reverse, screech out of the parking lot, and head out along the road that follows thebay.

He’s fucking me, and he’s fuckingyou.

I slam my hand on the steering wheel and barely register the pain as it ripples up my arm. The tears are falling so fast I can’t wipe them away quick enough. My head hurts, and a pounding starts behind my eyes. The vortex of Jack in my stomach spins in an endless acidic circle, and I cough and just barely avoid vomiting.

He’s fucking me, and he’s fuckingyou.

I press my foot to the gas pedal and push through the dizziness. The car lurches forward at a speed that seems to give me more control. I shake my head and swerve past a stream of rainbow lights. Car horns blare and I swear again.

He’s fucking me, and he’s fuckingyou.

I sob and cry out, screaming. I’m so tired. So tired of always fighting. More lights stream along both sides of my car, as if they are so close I can touch the rainbow. I roll down the window and the cold air blasts against my face. I close my eyes, feeling the darkness settling over me. More horns blare but they sound far away. Until the sound of metal hitting metal and a world of pain hits my head with a blow so hard I lose control and float into the ether.

Everything goes blessedly black.

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