Page 82 of For Three Seconds

“Let. Me. Go.” I seethed.

“Think of your future,” Quincy said.

“Fuck my future.” I tried to break free from his hold.

“Think of your girl, Gav,” Ollie said from my other side.

My eyes went to Scarlett, who was still on the floor, clutching Audrey like she was her lifeline. I was breathing heavily. Then I turned to Gigi, who was crying.

“I won’t hit him,” I told them.

I noticed Jeff had Rhett backed against the wall, not letting him get away.

When my friends let me go, I walked up to Gigi.

“You’re a fucking cunt,” I told her. “What were you doing with Rhett?”

“N-n-nothing. We were friends. We were just hanging out.”

“What. Were. You. Doing. With. Him? You were my supposed girlfriend!” I screamed at her.

“Because you were in love with her! Because you paid more attention to her than me!” Gigi screeched.

Before I could do something, Delia was there, yanking Gigi’s hair and slapping her. They fell on the floor while Delia was on top of her, hitting her.

“You’re a cunt!” she told her. “And a liar. You got drunk when you were supposedly pregnant!”

What?

“What did you say?” My voice was lethal.

Ollie was there in an instant, pulling Delia off Gigi.

Gigi sat up, her face red from where Delia had laid into her, and I couldn’t have cared less.

“Did you drink while you were pregnant with my kid? All these fucking years, you led me to believe that it wasmyfault.”

Gigi cried. I felt no sympathy.

“Fucking answer me! You fucking led me to believe my kid dying was on me, but you were fucking partying while my kid was in your belly!” I could barely control my rage. I was so fucking close to hitting a woman for the first time in my life.

“I’m s-so s-s-sorry. I d-d-idn’t know what to do. I wasn’t ready to have a kid,” she wailed.

Everything inside me froze. Pain like I had never felt before hit my chest.

“What did you do.” I knelt in front of her. “What the fuck did you do!” I looked at her with so much hate. “Did you abort my kid, you selfish bitch?”

“Was it even Gavin’s?” Quincy said.

And in my fucked-up state, the thought hadn’t even crossed my mind.

Gigi looked at me like she was scared of me, and she couldn’t even fucking deny the accusation. My hands were shaking from rage. I felt like I was coming out of my damn skin.

“Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck!” I screamed at Gigi. I felt my friends get close to me again. “I can’t fucking look at you, you selfish fucking bitch. I never knew you could fall in love with the idea of someone, then have your heart broken beyond repair by losing them when you’ve never got a chance to hold them… I…” My voice broke off a bit. “I loved that child, I fucking mourned that child, and all along it was another one of your fucking lies. I hope you get what’s coming to you and it has no fucking mercy.” I spat at her and got up, turning to Rhett. “Have fucking fun in jail.”

I turned to walk back to Scarlett, who still was having a breakdown at the same time ambulance sirens got near.

“Someone call Nick,” I told whoever heard me while I scooped Scarlett into my arms.

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