“Well, it worked the night before we started mediation.”
“That was a drunken moment of weakness, you dumbass.” Lily yells. She sounds as befuddled and angry as I feel. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“This is none of your business, Lily.” David waves her off and holds out another bouquet of roses. “Kate, these are for you. Your favorites. I know this because we know each other. We loved each other once and we can do it again.”
“No, we can’t.” I swallow down the building rage. “I hate roses, David. I don’t particularly like you, either. Get off my car.”
“I’ll call the police.” Lily threatens. “They’ll come and remove your ass from the car if you won’t.”
“They won’t do shit. That car is still in my name.”
“Our name.” I snap.
“Don’t you have another girl tied up somewhere, waiting to be disappointed by your tiny dick?” Lily steps between us again. “You don’t deserve Kate and you sure as hell don’t deserve to talk to her.”
“Like she’s not fucking someone else, too.” David says it like it’s an established fact. It sends a jolt of ice through my veins. “But that doesn’t matter to me, Kate, because we belong to each other. If we need to open our marriage, then so be it. But we belong together. You can have a boyfriend on the side. It’s okay. We can make it work.”
“You’re unbelievable.” I mutter. “You are so goddamn disgusting. We aren’t getting back together! I don’t need a boyfriend on the side, I just need you out of my life. You started this, remember? You screwed around and shattered everything we had.”
“That’s because you started sleeping with someone else.” David waves me off like he did with Lily, like I was a fly who annoyed him. “You didn’t want to sleep with me anymore because you were getting it elsewhere, so I went elsewhere, too. All you have to do is sleep with me again and we can cut out everyone else on the side.”
“You really are insane.” I don’t even know how to talk to him like this. I want him to walk off the edge of the planet and eviscerate. “I wasn’t sleeping with anyone. You were a disgusting jackass who didn’t listen to me and treated me like shit. We’ve been over all this in mediation and therapy, remember? You were supposed to sign the divorce papers a year ago! I’m not going to talk to you about this anymore. It’s done.”
“It’s not over until I say it’s over, Kate.” David changes from ridiculous to dangerous in the span of a breath. He slides off my car and advances on me. “You don’t get to make the decision to end this. We do what I say.”
“You don’t own me.” I spit, but my hands clench tighter around my keys. “I’m not a prop you move around sets. I’m a person you took advantage of for too damn long. Go away, David.”
“I’m not going anywhere until you agree to talk to me. This charade is going to end, Kate. Thinking about you fucking someone else is making me crazy. When I find out who it is, I’ll kill them. Don’t think I won’t.”
“You thought I got a side boyfriend?” I sass over Lily’s arm. “Guess you’re still as full of shit as before.”
“You are mine.” David growls. “You can’t satisfy my appetite, but that doesn’t mean this ends. Step up your game and everything will be fine.”
“You are getting divorced, dumbass.” Lily tries to shove him backwards but he barely moves. “And now you threatened her with bodily harm. That’s not going to hold well in court.”
“Stay out of this.” He sneers.
“I’d rather live in a cardboard box than go back to you.” I hold up my fist with the key. “Get away from me.”
“I’m one button push away from the cops showing up. Get the hell away from us.” Lily lifts her phone enough to show him, but keeps it close to her body. “Try me. Just try me.”
“You’d rather live in a cardboard box, eh?” David laughs. It’s evil, sinister, totally unhinged. “I can make that happen. Just watch me.”
“One more step and I’m calling.” Lily warns.
David throws the bouquet at me and mutters, “Fucking bitch.”
I stand tall until he gets in his car and peels out of the parking lot. It’s only then that I allow myself to collapse.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
ERIC
My legal pad is a series of scribbled tits and asses. This conversation is exhausting and my side is losing. Which means I don’t want to play anymore.