Letting me go first was the biggest mistake of his life.He hasn’t even had a chance to play, not a single shot because I haven’t missed, and I knew I wouldn’t.Not on this table with its pitted felt that I know with my eyes closed.The way the table leans slightly to the left, countering that with every shot.
I chose solids, and I almost laugh out loud when the eight ball slides in effortlessly, leaving the table cluttered with all stripes.
“That’s not fucking fair,” Isaac yells out, his words taking on the tone of a petulant child.“You’re a fucking ringer and you didn’t tell me that.”
“Dude, you got your ass handed to you by a girl,” a guy calls from the bar, the place erupting in laughter.
“And why did you think you could beat her?”another one asks.“If she asked you to play, you shoulda known she was gonna be good.”
“Deal’s a deal,” I now state without rubbing it in that I seriously kicked his ass, sending a silent thank you to my dad, despite hating him for what he did to our family.
I point to the door, but Isaac stays firmly rooted where he stands.A dumbfounded look on his face with his pool cue still in his hand, the way he’s been holding it since we started the game.
“Fuck that!”he now shouts, but Lisa is louder and meaner.There was no doubt in my mind or hers that I would win, or that Isaac would be a dick about it.She’s ready, and she’s done tolerating his bullshit just like I am.
She’s been doing this a long time, and she may only stand about five feet tall and weigh a hundred pounds with rocks in her pockets, but everyone in here knows not to cross her.
“Get out, Isaac,” she simply states, her words loud among the crowd now.The dinner rush has come in, and the place is busy.
“What are you gonna do?”he spits back, and that’s not the kind of shit you say to Lisa.She’s chill as hell, but piss her off and it’s over.“Call the police?”
“Nah,” she says, shaking her head, her lips curled up in a spiteful sneer.“I did one better.”She doesn’t elaborate, and even I’m questioning what she’s done.
But my thoughts are answered a few minutes later as I’m hanging up my cue.The door to the bar opens, and in walks Kai.
Isaac is still carrying on, bitching at me as if we’re alone, showing his true colors to everyone in here.And I’m waiting for at least one of these men to stand up and help me out.
“You’re a fucking whore, Daisy,” Isaac screams, and that seems to be what does it.Two of the men at the bar walk over just as Kai gets in Isaac’s face.
“You’re gonna need to leave, dude,” Kai says, calm and composed.“If Lisa’s gotta call me, it’s not gonna be good for you.Miles is the easy one, but not me.”
“What the fuck are you doing here, Kai?You high?”Isaac asks.I think it’s a rhetorical question, but Kai’s answer almost makes me burst out laughing.It would be hilarious if we weren’t in this situation right now.
“Yeah, probably am high, which is why kicking your ass isn’t going to bother me one bit,” Kai replies, still with his laid-back approach.
“I don’t have a problem with you, Kai, so let’s not make this one,” Isaac says, but that’s the wrong thing to say to Kai.
“Here’s the thing: I’m a fucking Sagittarius, which means I’m loyal as fuck to my friends and family.You fucked with my brother, and now you’re fucking with my friend, so it’s a problem now.”
Everything happens in slow motion, and before I can react, Isaac is swinging at Kai.A fist flies through the air, barely connecting with Kai’s face before Kai has Isaac by the collar of his shirt.
Dragging him out of the bar, the two men follow closely behind, and I scramble out the door right along with them.
“Just want you to remember, you took the first swing,” Kai says, laughing as he tosses Isaac onto the gravel parking lot.“So when you try to file charges against me with the police because you’re the kind of loser who would do such a thing, you hit me first.”
And as Isaac stands up, Kai nails him with a left hook right to his cheek.It knocks Isaac back, but he rights himself and lunges at Kai, and that’s when things go from bad to worse.
I watch it all play out in front of me, desperate for it to end and for Isaac to just leave.He doesn’t stand a chance against Kai.
“You can hit me as many times as you want,” Kai taunts, beckoning Isaac with a call of his hands.“But for every time you hit me, I’m hitting back, and I’m not leaving until your ass leaves.”
Isaac swings again, this time nailing Kai in the jaw, but the punch rocks Isaac, and you can tell he’s never been in a fight against anyone bigger than him.He stumbles backward, shaking his hand, the pain visible on his face, and that’s when Kai just wails on him with one solid punch.
“Enough yet?”Kai asks as blood begins to flow from Isaac’s nose, a gross pool forming on the gravel.
“Fuck you, Kai!”Isaac screams, but he pulls his shirt up, holding it against his nose.Walking to his car, he looks over his shoulder at us.“This isn’t over, Daisy.”
“Yeah, it is, dude,” Kai responds for me.“I have no problem showing up anywhere Daisy is to keep your ass from bothering her.”
