“Everything was perfect until you!” Kelsey’s shrill voice rings in my ear.
I spin around quickly, wincing when I do because her fingers stay wrapped in my hair and it fucking hurts. Any and all self-control I had towards this bitch is gone. Long fucking gone. I’m only seeing red now. My temper in full flare.
Jami doesn’t have time to stop me when I pull back my right arm and let my fist connect with Malibu Barbie’s jaw. She teeters in her high heels before crashing to the ground, taking some of my hair with her.
She starts to cry, tears staining a path through all the concealer she has on. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Well, that’s a long list. She wipes some of the blood coming from her lip off and whimpers.
I smirk, dropping to squat down in front of her crumpled-up, naked body. “Second rule of a catfight, Malibu Barbie? Don’t fight like a girl.”
When she groans, I decide that I ought to repeat myself one last time to ensure it goes through her thick skull.
“Now look at me, bitch,” I hiss. “Don’t go after things that don’t belong to you.” I stand, quickly locating some of her clothes before walking over and tossing them out the front door. Then I lean against the foyer wall and point. “Get out.”
She looks at me and then at Jami before slowly standing and walking towards me, trying to cover up her naked body along the way. It’s a little late to be humble now, twat waffle. She walks past me and out the door, scurrying to pick up her clothes before they get soaked in the snow.
“You’re a crazy fucking whore!” she hisses at me from the front lawn.
I’m in full killer mode now and launch forward, but strong hands wrap around my waist from behind, pulling me back into the house.
“Easy, Tyler Durden. No more fight club for you,” he says, kicking the door shut with his foot.
“Tyler Durden is hot,” I tease.
Jami growls in my ear before he helps me out of my coat and shoes. Then he leads us into the kitchen. “Let’s take a look at your hand, slugger.”
He winks over his shoulder before digging around in his freezer. When he finally finds what he’s looking for—a frozen bag of peas—he lays it across my knuckles. I wince. Less because it hurts and more because the bag is really fucking cold.
“Lennon, I—”
I cut him off, looking up at him and shaking my head. “You don’t need to explain, Jami. I saw most of what happened. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
He looks relieved, and I thank all my lucky stars that I didn’t bolt. That I didn’t almost ruin what we’ve just started because I was running scared again.
“I still want to though,” he says. It looks like it’s important to him that he tells me, so I nod my head, signaling that he should continue. “I was working in the kitchen. I’d left the front door unlocked for you and didn’t hear her when she came in. By the time I noticed she was even inside, she was naked in the living room. I told her to leave, but she wouldn’t, and when I tried to grab her to lead her to the door, she fucking pounced on me.” He runs his fingers through his hair, letting out a frustrated sigh.
“I’m guessing that’s the part I first walked in on.” I confess. He’s being honest with me, so it’s only fair that I give him the same in return.
He furrows his brows in confusion. “First walked in on?”
“I came in and saw her wrapped around you with her tongue basically in your ear and I panicked. I left,” I tell him, hanging my head a little at the confession that I ran—again.
“But you came back. Why?”
“Ha.” I laugh, biting down on my bottom lip and looking up at him. “Well, actually, I came back to tear you a new asshole for cheating on me, but when I came back in, I saw you pushing her off. I saw you telling her no and realized I’d assumed wrong.”
He smirks. “And that’s when you decided to go Fight Club on Kelsey?”
I glare back at him. “Malibu Barbie got what she had coming to her.”
He raises his hands in front of me in surrender. “My knight in shining armor, Lennon. You saved me!” He dramatically puts a hand over his heart. “How can I possibly repay you?”
I swat him away, laughing the entire time. “Don’t worry, princess. I’ll always protect you.”
“Princess?” he scolds, raising his eyebrows. “Princess?”
I start to move when I see him coming for me, but I’m not fast enough. Jami throws me up over his shoulder, smacking my ass as he stalks towards the hallway.
“Where are you going?” I shriek. “Your parents will be here soon!”