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Misfit(146)

By:Kathryn Kelly


“Come in,” she sniffled, her head pounding.

Christopher entered carrying a tray and she burst into tears all over again. He frowned, then sat the tray containing a glass of juice and two slices of toast on the bedside table.

“Wanna tell me what the fuck happen?”

Last night, when she’d arrived home with Meggie, Fee had run to the room. She hadn’t heard Meggie’s explanation. At the time, she hadn’t cared what her sister-in-law said. In the light of day, she did.

Unable to speak, Fee shrugged. After what they’d shared in Kansas City, she couldn’t believe Cash could be so cold and callous.

Christopher sat on the side of the bed. Discomfort furrowed his brow and he stared at her, her tears breaking the silence.

“Fuck me, Fee. Who I gotta kill?”

“No one!” she wailed, face-planting against the pillow.

“Stop cryin’, baby. I ain’t knowin’ what the fuck to do. Your face all red and splotchy and your eyes swollen like a motherfucker. They gonna close the fuck up if you don’t shut the fuck up.”

“Spoken like a true asshole,” Kendall sneered from the doorway.

Christopher’s expression went from sympathetic to annoyed in the blink of an eye. Standing, he gritted his teeth. “What the fuck that cunt doin’ here, Fee?”

As if she knew. It was quite early in the morning. “Um, Kendall?”

“As her friend and former employer, I needed to check on her.”

“How the fuck she get in here?” Christopher continued.

More to the point, how did Kendall know about what had happened? Had Meggie called her?

Christopher glared at Fee. “You invite her here this early?”

As promised, Meggie seemed to have told him about Fee not working anymore because he wasn’t the least bit surprised at Kendall’s announcement. That didn’t matter right now. His fierce frown made Fee believe if she answered no, Kendall would be sorry, so she nodded. “Yes.”

Ignoring Christopher, Kendall smirked, reminding Fee of all that she held over her head. Not only could she blab about Fee’s relationship with the two men, Kendall could reveal to Christopher that Fee had known her intentions to mess with his marriage.

“Fee, this gotta do with Cash and Stretch?” he asked, glowering at Kendall.

“C-Cash and Stretch?” she stammered through sniffles. “What do you mean?”

“What do you mean?” Kendall echoed.

Christopher stiffened, his eyes narrowing.

“Wh-what do they have to do with…with…Noah?”

The superiority slipped from Kendall’s face and she lifted her brows. Even Christopher seemed taken aback.

“Who the fuck that?” he asked.

“A g-g-guy I’ve been d-d-dating,” she lied. “We had an awful argument and he ended it with me.”

“He ain’t hit you, huh?”

She shook her head.

“Forced you to give him pussy?”

“No.”

“What the fuck it be about then? You cryin’ too much for it to be just some insignificant argument.”

“It’s too early in the morning for you to use your big word quota,” Kendall taunted.

They both ignored her.

“It…I want more, Christopher,” Fee told him, sticking as close to the truth as possible. “He doesn’t.”

Christopher studied her, then nodded. “This motherfucker got a last name?”

“Carson.”

“Address?”

She didn’t know specifics, only that he lived close to the neighborhood bar. Close to Cash. “Let me handle this, please.”

“Fee—”

“Please, Christopher,” she begged. “I swear if I need your help, I’ll come to you.”

He sighed, but relented, leaning down to pull her into an awkward hug. “I know you a grown bitch, Fee. My ass just hate to see you so fuckin’ hurt.”

“Then stay the fuck out of her room, Outlaw.”

Straightening, Christopher cocked his head to the side. “Lemme ask you, Fee. You think psycho cunts know when they pushin’ a motherfucker? Cuz I know one fuckin’ crazy bitch I’m about to pull my piece on and blow the fuck away.”

“You wouldn’t dare while I have Johnnie’s baby inside of me.”

“Megan upstairs with Ryder. Ain’t a motherfucker around stoppin’ my ass from shootin’ the fuck outta whoever and hangin’ them by their big fuckin’ toes in the fuckin’ meatshack.”

“Is that what you did to Daphne?” Kendall yelled, not getting a clue that Christopher was reaching the end of his limit. Besides, he hadn’t addressed Kendall directly.

“C-can I talk to Kendall alone?” Fee asked, before things got worse.