“I’m not a fucking liar or a cheat,” he barks.
“They sure have some mouths on them,” I whisper, which earns me the evil eye from Izzy.
When Keith reaches for her arm, Gigi twists, escaping his hold. Her entire body is moving as her hand rears back, and she lunges forward, smacking him clear across the face. His head snaps to the side, and he’s slow to look at her again, but when he does, there’s nothing but hatred and anger.
“You’re a worthless bitch, Gigi. All high and mighty with your V-card still intact. What the fuck was I supposed to do? Wait for you? I’m a fucking man, and I have needs.”
My eyes widen. “Oh lord.”
“No shit,” Izzy whispers and starts to move toward them, but now it’s my turn to hold her back.
“Don’t go. Wait. Shouldn’t we let her handle it?”
Izzy shakes her head. “You’re right. She’s really a badass chick. She knows how to fight and fend off douchebags like him.”
“I’m so glad I didn’t sleep with you, Keith. I hope you’re happy with Amber. You don’t deserve my pussy. Someday, you’ll look back and know you missed out on the greatest thing ever because you were a self-absorbed, controlling asshole.”
Keith laughs and grabs his stomach. “My only regret is not dumping your prude ass sooner.”
“What’s going on?” Suzy asks, sneaking up behind us.
We both jump.
“Be quiet,” Izzy whispers. “She’s dumping Keith.”
“Finally,” Suzy mutters. “I hate that prick.”
Keith smirks. “I mean, I still banged all the chicks I wanted, but it would’ve been easier without your lame ass clinging on me twenty-four seven.”
Gigi touches her chest and moves toward him, but he moves away. “I was the clinger?” She pauses. “You’re shitting me, right?” Her voice is louder now, and her anger’s back. “Say that again, Keith. I dare you!”
Suzy grabs my arm and is holding so tight, I know I’m going to have a bruise tomorrow. “Oh God,” she whispers.
Keith narrows his eyes, and his top lip curls. “You were a clingy bitch.”
Right before my eyes, Gigi turns into the Karate Kid, kicking the kid right in the balls like she’s done it a hundred times. He goes down like a sack of potatoes, holding his crotch and rolling on the ground, howling.
“I hope you enjoy fucking Amber tonight with a broken dick, motherfucker,” she hisses as she stands over his body.
“I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear any of this,” Suzy says, and she’s shuffling her feet like she doesn’t know which way to move.
I know everyone talks about Izzy and how she’s South Side through and through, but I think Gigi could give her a run for her money. The girl is fearless and had no problem taking down a man larger than her.
“I taught her well,” Izzy says with a smile on her face. “Run.” She shoos us as Gigi starts to move away from Keith, leaving him on the ground flailing around like an idiot.
He sounds like a wounded animal the way he’s carrying on. I think the kick she got in will make it damn near impossible for that boy to get any action from Amber or anyone for a long, long time.
The three of us walk quickly across the backyard, making our way to the buffet table, pretending to be interested in the food.
“Hey,” Gigi says, but there’s no anger in her voice. “I’m starving.” She plucks a tiny quiche off the table and shoves it into her mouth. “This is so good,” she moans, closing her eyes.
I’m gawking at her; I can’t help myself. I just saw this little girl take down a man, and now she’s eating mini quiches and acting like nothing happened.
“Is something on my face?” she asks with her mouth full, staring at the three of us.
“No. Why, baby?” Suzy asks.
“You’re all looking at me funny.”
