Page 79 of Grace of Spades
"You sure it's him?" I ask.
"Pretty God damn sure." He nods.
"Fuck. Okay. I'll get my dad to send for him and we'll take care of it." I vow.
We walk behind the girls and I hear them planning something for tonight.
"What are you ladies up to?" I ask with a smirk.
"None of your business, Loverboy." Kennedy grins. "Strictly girl business."
"Yep, nothing but gossiping and naked pillow fights," Grace adds with a straight face. Keir laughs but I'm seriously wanting to get in on some naked Grace time.
"What are you up to after? I ask Grace.
"I don't know yet." She has that sexy smirk on her pouty lips again and I almost can't keep my hands at my sides. "Why don't you come over and find out." She offers.
"Girl, you need to write a book on your pick-up lines," Kennedy remarks with a chuckle. I see mischief flare in her eyes. Oh, this should be good.
"Maybe I should... Kennedy, did you fart?" She asks seriously before grinning. "Cuz you blew me away!"
"Oh god, that's awful!" Kennedy cackles as Keir and I start chuckling.
"Is that a mirror in your pants? Because I can see myself in them." Grace continues with an exaggerated wink. "Are those astronaut pants? Because your ass is out of this world."
"Stop! Please! I'm gonna pee myself!" Kennedy gasps through her laughter. Even Keir is laughing loudly beside me causing people to look over at us. I can't hold back anymore. I lean my head in between the girls.
"Was your mother a beaver? Because Dam!" I comment before kissing Grace on the cheek as she bursts out laughing.
"I like that one. I'll put it in my book." She beams causing my heart to beat double-time.
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Grace
Kennedy and I make our way over to the movie theatre again to try our second attempt at that car movie from my first week here. Apparently, it's been bugging her that she hasn't seen the ending. I don't mind though, it's nice to just spend time with her. Hopefully, I don't get calledout for work again. I have half a mind to silence my phone but I don't. There's too much that could happen right now. It's too volatile a time.
I teach her how to hustle air hockey and she totally beat some jock asshole's ass. Earned herself twenty bucks too. I'm quite proud of the degenerate she has become. Her words.
"I gotta run to the bathroom. Will you grab the food?" She asks.
"Yeah, no problem." I would usually go with her but we only have five minutes until the movie starts so divide and conquer is the name of the game.
The kid at the counter looks familiar but I can't place him. He looks a bit out of place. He has some serious ink too.
"Here, babe. You wanna hang out later?" He asks handing me popcorn.
"Normally, I would but my dance card is full at the moment." I shrug in a what can you do manner.
"Ah well. Let me know if that changes." He smirks and I watch him like a hawk as he pours our drinks. No funnybusiness so I smile and take our stuff and head over to wait for Kennedy. It shouldn't have taken her this long. Something doesn't feel right. I head over to the bathroom and my blood boils. I throw our food against the sink and pull the tall skinny man off the crying girl with pink hair he has pinned against the wall.
"Ken, you okay?" I ask holding Fuckwad against the wall with a knife at his offending weapon. His dick. Which is out by the way. This guy is going to die.
"No." She whimpers.
"Go to the manager. Take care of yourself. I'll find you when I'm done with this guy." I seethe rage clouding my vision. He laughs but it's cut short by the pommel of my knife to the bridge of his nose. I swipe his feet from under him making him crash to the floor. Pressing my foot to his throat to keep him down grabbing his boxers from the floor and placing them into his bloody mouth. I watch Kennedy leave shaking as I straddle his upper body. I wish I could go with her but I've seen too many of these scumbags go free even when the evidence is stacked against them. Menandwomen. Not this time.
"You think that's okay?" I sneer down at him. "Forcing yourself on someone?" I flip my knife into a better hold for drawing. After all, my message needs to be crystal fucking clear. "Well, I'm willing to bet that you won't like what I force on you." I smile viciously. "Shhh... it'll be over before you know it." I coo leaning over as I carve into the skin on his forehead. He thrashes and sobs beneath me but I hold strong.
