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“He’s from here?” I asked looking across the room at Troy. I had never considered the possibility that the scumbag lived in Jersey.
“Yeah” Gerard answered not taking his eyes off Troy. I had a very bad feeling about his.
“Gee, why don’t we just get the fuck out of here?” Ray suggested. Christa walked up and he put his arm around her absent-mindedly.
I wondered if Ray knew the real reason Troy had be canned. I was guessing he did. “Gee.” I said softly. “It might be best if we leave.” I noticed Troy hadn’t looked our direction yet. If he came in and went into another room we could leave and there would be no trouble.
“Fuck that” Gerard answered hotly. “I’m not leaving a party because he shows up. Mother fucker better not start any shit with me.”
Great, that was not the attitude I was hoping for. Gerard continued to stare across the room. Suddenly we saw Carrie walk up and say something into Troy’s ear. He listened a minute then his eyes zeroed in on us. Well shit. I watched in shock as the dick head actually smiled and waved. I felt Gerard tense.
“Gee, don’t.” Ray said, “He’s not worth it.”
“What’s going on?” Christa asked. Okay so obviously Ray, if he knew, hadn’t clued her in. Ray didn’t answer her. He was too busy watching Gerard.
Troy and several other guys walked over to us. Suddenly Frank appeared to stand beside us. Man, this was getting scary.
“Gee” Troy said loudly, “Good to see you.” He looked over at me. “And Laura. Always a pleasure.”
“Get the fuck away from us.” Gerard growled.
Troy laughed, “Is that any way to greet a dear and close friend?" Yeah, he definitely put the emphasis on close.
“You are not a friend of mine mother fucker.” Gerard answered. “Now why don’t you just get the fuck out of my face.”
Carrie, who was standing beside Troy, laughed. “Well hello Mrs. Way.” She said to me. “You could have told me who were bitch.” She said as her smiled dropped.
Well holy fucking hell she just called me bitch. Even Ray understood the significance of that remark.
“Don’t call her a bitch.” Ray said before my husband could say anything.
Carrie looked surprised. “Why not? She is one” He words were starting to slur. “Bitch didn’t tell me she was married to Gee.”
“That was two.” I said. Gerard tightened his hold on me. “Laura.” He said my name as a warning.
“You know Carrie, you’re right. I didn’t introduce myself to you. How rude.” Sarcasm dripped off my words. “Hello, I’m Laura. Gerard’s wife.” I glared at her. “Stay the fuck away from my husband.”
There was a shocked silence for a moment then Carrie broke it by laughing. “Funny.”
“You think?’ I asked. Gerard tightened his hold on me even more. Little did he know I was pretty sure things were gonna go badly and he wouldn’t be able to hold me back.
“Look, let’s all play nice.” Troy’s voice broke through the tension. “ We’re all friends, right?” He took a step towards Gerard, “Old friends should stay close, don’t you think?”
Shit, now I was holding on to Gerard trying to keep him from lunging.
“Outside now mother fucker. I’m not playing this shit with you.” He growled.
Troy looked amused, “Oh, you want to see me alone? Why am I not surprised?” He took a step back. “Sure, Gee lets’ go.”
I tired to keep my husband from going but he tore out of my embrace and followed Troy and his group out the front door. Ray and Frank were right behind him.
“Oh shit” Jamia uttered. Christa and I were on her heels as she followed the group. By the time I made it out the door there were people crowed around sensing something was about to happen. Troy said something I couldn’t hear and Gerard lunged for him. Everything happened so fast. One of the guys with Troy moved to get into the fray and Frank rushed him. Ray jumped in along with several other guys. Suddenly the yard exploded. I watched paralyzed, as it became a giant free-for-all. I pushed my way through the group of people on the steps to get closer. I started to panic when I couldn’t see Gerard in the bunch.
“Your husband fights pretty good for a pansy.” Carrie said laughing.
I turned to her, “Shut the fuck up.”
She looked put out that I had said that. “Hey bitch that was a complement.”
I didn’t give it a second thought. I balled up my fist and punched her in the mouth. She wasn’t expecting it. She hit the ground and put her hand to her mouth. She removed her hand and saw the blood. “What the fuck did you do that for?”
I was still trying to spot Gee. There were people fighting all around. “Never call me bitch. You were warned.” I left her on the ground cursing me. As distracted as I was trying to find my husband I noticed she didn’t call me bitch again.
“Shit we have to get out of here.” Christa said moving next to me. “They called the cops.”
“Fuck” Jamia said loudly. She spotted Frank and ran to grab him. He was still trying to go after someone. Jamia threw her arms around him and he dragged her a short distance before she could get him to stop.
“Ray” Christa screamed. He was not far away and as some of the guys fell away I could see he was with Gerard. Ray looked up at Christa and must have realized too that it was time to go. He quickly grabbed Gerard and pulled him away.
“What the fuck is going on?” Mikey asked. I wondered where he had been. Obviously he and Alicia had been in the house missing all the fun. “Where’s Gee?”
I pointed. Mikey shook his head, “Fuck, is that Troy?”
I nodded, “Yeah he started shit with Gee. Not sure how everyone else got involved.
Mikey shrugged, “Happens. We better grab him and clear out.”
Alicia took my arm. “You okay?”
I wondered why she was asking until I noticed I had Carrie’s blood on my knuckles. “I’m fine. Mikey get your brother out of there.”
Mikey shot me a look and sprinted toward the scuffle. Ray spotted him and they made eye contact. Both men physically pulled Gerard out of the group.
“Come on” Alicia pushed me towards them. Mikey and Gee spotted us and we took off running for the car. We could hear police sirens. Gee and I piled into the backseat as Mikey started the engine. He pulled away from the curb as the first police car turned the corner.
Inside the car all of us were trying to catch our breath. I broke the silence, “Mother fucker that was fun.” The adrenaline had kicked in. I was feeling pretty damn good.
My comment was met with shocked silence. I looked over at my husband. He shook his head and took my hand. “What the fuck happened?” He was looking down at my hands. As the car passed under the streetlights the blood was pretty noticeable.
“Oh she called me bitch for the third time.” I answered.
Gerard exploded in laugher, “Fuck I wish I could have seen that.” He pulled me to him and his mouth crashed down on mine. I opened my mouth and he thrust his tongue into it deeply. Holy shit he was as horny as I was right now. Who knew a good fight could do this for you? We were going at it when Mikey spoke.
“Excuse me? Could you two hold off until you get home?”
We broke apart and Gerard laughed, “Fuck you bro.” He sat back and pulled me close. “So where the fuck were you anyway? Fight gonna on outside and you’re nowhere to be seen.”
Mikey snorted, “I was in the kitchen talking to some friends. Should have told me what was going on.”
“Wasn’t planned” Gerard said frowning.
We all sat quietly in thought. I knew Gerard was thinking like me. Our troubles with Troy weren’t over. We were almost to our apartment when Mikey spoke. “Oh hey, Gee. Guess who I saw at the party?’
“Who?”
“Merri was there.”
“Merri?” He repeated
“Yeah, I didn’t know she’d make it back to town.” Mikey answered totally oblivious to the importance of his comment.
Gerard went stiff, “Merri was there?”
“Yeah” Mikey said, “I didn’t get a chance to talk to her though. I saw her right before a guy rushed into the kitchen and said a fight was going on outside so I couldn’t stop to talk to her.”
I knew Gerard was struggling to think of something to say so I spoke, “Are you sure it was her? Last time I talked to Donna she said Helen told her Merri still hadn’t come home.”
Mikey nodded, “Oh yeah, it was Merri. She looks a bit older. I saw her and waved on my way to the yard. She smiled and waved back.”
Beside me Gerard seemed to be holding his breath. I tried to take his hand into mine but he pulled it away. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I looked over and saw his face. I knew that look well. He has just moved into destructive mode.